Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a line of chainsaws

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

I around like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't take the
I make a mess as the day
Angry and it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut face up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape mess
And make the best of situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's
I like a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of
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 back up, all I did was book, now there's your head

Mama always said 'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A you'd be dangerous' (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 escape insaneness
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

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 feat accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud gee for what reason, you 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 doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I accomplish any task
Practicing talking in a trance
in my room yeah but I got some plans mama
These rhymes are falling
Out of my pants pocket I stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school shit helps 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 it more as a bin for storage
Take inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension 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
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, something's with my head
Just think if I had a in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd be Dahmer cause mama always said

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama 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
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Now my mum "womp 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 told you one day, I said they'd have that red 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 household
the sell outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, them yell out
In terror they so scared, and those kids
about, belted 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 fears and grow
It's okay to be straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a of sheer genius
and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah
You Insert insult here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one 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
Shit like a six blocks from 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 into the unabomber mama always

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be
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, be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Insaneness ain't a word you stupid fuck
Neither is