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 will reap a great

I walk around a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress
I make a as the day progresses
Angry and it out on the neighbors hedges
Like is how I'll cut your face up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this
And make the of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I look a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just my stick of licorice
And threw my books in a pricker bush
I wanna his tush, but I was six and shook
This was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious hook
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's your 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 I'mma be a pain in the
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Fast forward some years
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 stomped me the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the beat out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you don't no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause you're doomed from the
It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump
But if I had just kept my up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my room but I got some plans mama
These rhymes are falling
Out of my pants pocket I can't it
And I'm to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to
Threw my punch, end of story
in my skulls a vacant, empty void
Been it more as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the chain
an independent store, something's wrong with my head
Just think if I had a in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always

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

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

I you one day, I said they'd have that red carpet rolled 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 sell outs, the hell out
America, hear them yell out
In terror were so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
spout that it fell out
Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so
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 get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be 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' insult here
Who the fuck would've thunk one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't believe this hick locked
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened like a six blocks from a Kid
Clown Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a and get a brain 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 (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be
And be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
it pays to be brainless

Insaneness even a word you stupid fuck
is ain't