Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Cells

(Verse 1)
Here's a tab of acid for ear
the plastic, I'm the passion and the magic in the air
The avalanche of ambulances near
The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is here
No assignments, book of rhyming and I'm doodles
I should rhyme rhyme with Noodles
Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond
Fond of finding a way to tell these toddlers toodles
I'm a and I'm a kinda cuckoo
I write a fucking book, non kamasutral
You niggas goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda
Caught you on the 9 in all yelling I'ma neutral
But I'ma let the bull like matadors
Versus a
is a metaphor
A metamorphoses and I'ma animorph
I used to go to school Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf
Remember I used to bang bad ones
'til my told on her grandson
Mama said that I was way too
To be throwing the son"
Breaking Walls like
But I'ma a tantrum
'til I'm on Every
Sanyo, and and Handgun
Put ya lighter's up
'til is up
And it up
And a cut
The is young
It's nice
The nicest
The stuff
My niggas out here a lot
I you think you on
Hiding Reggie sacks in socks
I with niggas, whole jab in the jock
.4's for 15, yea my niggas we be a lot
Only to tho, choking on a doobie though
My do be low, two be rolled
days of the Rufio
Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Man
Dang to Lil' B
And Bang a to Peter Pan

(Hook)
I burned too many Brain down
To be worried my Brain Cells Now (4X)

(Verse 2)
a joint
Or spliff it if you
Split a swisha witcha
If you ask me
Ain't no hit it vividly and pass me
Don't answer your problems
Or your or your Ashleys
It's a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to
Rims, Henny, and
and M&M's
Cinnamon tone and
Feminine's getting
All broads is
Homies get they dividends
Is he illiterate, literal
Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger
Sick twisted prick, sick son of a biscuit
Man this shit

(Hook)