Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a line of chainsaws

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

I walk like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I make a as the day progresses
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your face up
With these hedge trimming with razor edges
dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess
And make the best of situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed, ridiculous
I look a freaking wuss, a pussy
kid just took my stick of licorice
And threw my sticker books in a pricker
I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and
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

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

Fast forward some years
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, this is some I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud gee for reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the beat out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you don't have no-thing, no shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
you're doomed from the start
It's like you up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn are falling
Out of my pocket I can't stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit for sure
I'm getting more self 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
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 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
Everything but a brain, but off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, wrong with my head
Just think if I had a in it, thank God that I don't
I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
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
a way to escape this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
it pays to be brainless

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
Cause I'm not that 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 red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now everywhere I go, they scream out
I'm to clean house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
Outsold the outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, them yell out
In they 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 homos get over fears and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, they I provoke queers
Til emotions tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You Insert insult here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't believe this little locked
This hip hop shit in his pocket and still the got
That white trash traffic and
happened like a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium dog
Cause I turn into the unabomber 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 in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
a way to escape this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

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