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 can operate on this distorted brain and put it to good use
Society will reap a benefit

I walk like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to a serial killer? Case 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 this is how cut your face up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors with edges
Imagination's dangerous, the only way to escape this mess
And make the of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this despicable
I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my of licorice
And threw my sticker in a pricker bush
I wanna his tush, but I was six and shook
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, a vicious hook
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's using head

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 I'mma be a in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my head as a
Find a way to escape this
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Fast forward some years
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I just got twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, this is some feat I've
They've stomped me into the mud gee for reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the shit out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you have no-thing, no valid shot at life
To make it or succeed
'Cause you're doomed the start
like you grew up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my room but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pants pocket I can't it
And I'm starting to in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more assured than I've ever been before
no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that
Threw my punch, end of story
Still in my a vacant, empty void
Been using it as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine hinge syringe an orange an extension 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
Everything but a brain, but off the fucking chain
Like an store, something's wrong with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer mama always said

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

Now my mum "womp womp womp"
Cause I'm not smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the pile 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, it I'm out cold
Now everywhere I go, scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
the sell outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear yell out
In terror they were so scared, and kids
about, belted out
Whatever spout that it out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day the smoke clears, it won't be as
difficult, ch'yea, til then
Hopefully you little homos get over fears and grow beards
It's okay to be straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer
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 culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't believe this little locked
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
white trash traffic and gridlock
Shit happened like a six blocks a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my cranium dog
Cause I turn the unabomber mama always said

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

Insaneness ain't a word you stupid fuck
is ain't