Killin Brain Cells

<br>Kid rock thats right you know Im back ho<br><br>From the dead where I had to lay low<br><br>Seems strange but I aint changed nothing<br><br>Pot smokin beer drinkin mother fucker thats me<br><br>In the flesh and I guess Im the best<br><br>In the muther fuckin midwest cuz theres no contest<br><br>For the pimp in the pimp of the nation<br><br>So fuck college and a good education<br><br>All we need to learn is how to hold hands<br><br>Then we could live in peace in my homeland<br><br>God damn the way my pain swells<br><br>I spend all my time killin brain cells<br><br>The light shed on me was a dim gleam<br><br>So I live life in a bottle of jim beam<br><br>Droppin dots or sniffin that blow black,<br><br>I go to sleep at night watchin kojak<br><br>Fuck hoes cuz Im no big fag<br><br>Roll with zig zags like to read skin mags<br><br>When I shoot I never miss<br><br>And if I played the bass Id probably pluck it like this...<br><br>People wanna know what Im thinkin but I dont care<br><br>So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of cuervo<br><br>Just a wild young buck<br><br>Got banned from the shelter but I really dont give a fuck<br><br>Cuz I still be clownin suckers be frownin<br><br>Forties of busch I be poundin<br><br>I aint dead in the head like manson<br><br>Im more laid back than muther fuckin ted danson<br><br>Hanson brother style when Im rumblin<br><br>Couple of shots of don q and I be stumblin<br><br>Fumblin footballs hangin in the pool halls<br><br>Out late night with my crew stealin u-hauls<br><br>Im not into havin clean fun<br><br>I step into the party strapped with a machine gun<br><br>But Im no gangster like gotti<br><br>&quot;im just an m.c. to put the boogie in the party&quot;<br><br>Back in black plus a new track<br><br>And I wont quit till your ears blow from feedback<br><br>When I shoot I never miss<br><br>And if I played the guitar Id probably strum it like this...<br><br>So give it up bitch cuz Im the kid rock<br><br>And today I know you dont wanna get shot<br><br>You look gay youre too cliche<br><br>So fuck all yall hoes and yo chuck pass the jay<br><br>Sellin me out like bitches to make a quick buck<br><br>But muther fuckers like yall just have no luck<br><br>Your little plan was a flop<br><br>Tryin to get em on by sellin out the kid rock<br><br>A part of me was with you but yo he died,<br><br>And Im glad you stepped off cuz I aint givin no free rides<br><br>You little bald headed peon<br><br>And fuck it mother fucker if you want it lets get the beef on<br><br>Cuz Im sure Im sure ya<br><br>Are gonna try to come back around but Ill ignore ya<br><br>It only takes one shot to floor ya<br><br>Cuz Im kid rock bitch and Im real mutha for ya<br><br>Better jet so cuz I wont let no hoes from the metro<br><br>Take mine &quot;what up doe&quot;<br><br>Come look son Im number one...<br><br>&quot;cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done&quot;<br><br>In the twilight zone with rod serling<br><br>I aint goin bald so fuck sy sperling<br><br>When I shoot I never miss<br><br>And if I played the harmonica Id probably blow it like this...