Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a line of chainsaws

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

I walk around like a space cadet, place 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 take it out on the neighbors
Like this is how I'll cut your face up
With these hedge scissors with 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 little bitch, predicament's despicable
I'm sick of getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I like a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just my stick 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, with a hook
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now using your 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 pain in the
(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
it pays to be brainless

Fast forward years later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got twice in one week, it's complete
It's once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud gee for reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be and be upbeat
When you don't have no-thing, no shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause you're doomed from the
It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing talking in a trance
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
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 assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a to that
my first punch, end of story
Still in my a vacant, empty void
Been it more as a bin for storage
Take some and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four pins and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an store, something's wrong with my head
Just if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause always said

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
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)
I'mma use my head as a
Find a way to escape insaneness
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the getting 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, it I'm out cold
Now everywhere I go, scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the sell outs, freak the out
Middle America, them yell out
In they were so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
Whatever that it fell out
Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow
okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes,
You Insert insult here
Who the fuck thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't this little hick locked
This hip hop shit in his and still the shit got
That white trash and gridlock
happened like a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
I turn into the unabomber mama always said

'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 in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Insaneness ain't a word you stupid fuck
Neither is