Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a line of chainsaws

Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper,
Who can say for
Perhaps a frontal lobotomy would be the
If science can on this distorted brain and put it to good use
Society reap a great benefit

I walk around like a space cadet, your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't take the
I make a mess as the day
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut face up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors with edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the way to escape this mess
And the best of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of
And threw my sticker books in a pricker
I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's using head

Mama said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A brain be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Fast forward years later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got jumped twice in one week, it's
It's once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've me into the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be and be upbeat
you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To make it or
you're doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I accomplish any task
Practicing trash in a trance
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pants pocket I can't it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit for sure
I'm getting more self assured than I've ever before
no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that
Threw my punch, end of story
Still in my skulls a vacant, void
Been using it as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing board a a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, something's wrong with my
Just think if I had a brain in it, God that I don't
Cause I'd be Dahmer cause mama always said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be
And I'mma be a in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not
I was on a bottom of the getting stomped
But somehow, I out on top

I told you one day, I said they'd have that red carpet out, yo
I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out
Now I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm to clean house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, them yell out
In terror they were so scared, and those
about, belted out
Whatever that it fell out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day when the clears, it won't be as
difficult, ch'yea, til then
Hopefully you little homos get your fears and grow beards
It's to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert insult
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and it
And boy they did
Can't believe this little locked
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Clown Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a in my titanium cranium dog
I turn into the unabomber mama always said

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong)
Mama, Ima a name and be famous
And be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck
Neither is