Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a full line of

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

I walk like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress
I a mess as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the neighbors
Like this is how I'll cut your face up
With these hedge trimming with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to this mess
And the best of this situation, I guess
'Cause I like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's
I look like a freaking wuss, a
This kid just my stick of licorice
And my sticker books in a pricker bush
I kick 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 up, all I did was book, now there's using your head

always said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A brain you'd be (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the
(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
Guess it to be brainless

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

Now my mum "womp womp womp"
Cause I'm not smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a of the pile 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 everywhere I go, they out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the sell outs, freak the out
Middle America, hear yell out
In terror they were so scared, and kids
Just about, out
Whatever spout it fell out
Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so
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 your and grow beards
It's to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of 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 this little hick locked
This hip hop shit in his pocket and still the got
That trash traffic and gridlock
Shit happened like a six blocks a Kid Rock
Clown Posse Concert 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, you'd be
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 said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid
Neither is