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 science can operate on 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 a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I a mess as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the hedges
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 make the 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 a freaking wuss, a pussy
kid just took my stick of licorice
And threw my books 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 there's using your

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 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Fast forward some later
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I just got jumped 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 beat out of you, be and be upbeat
When you have no-thing, no valid shot at life
To make it or succeed
'Cause you're doomed the start
It's like you grew up on street, from jump street
But if I had just kept my up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my room but I got some plans mama
These damn are falling
Out of my pocket I can't stop it
And I'm to blend in more, school this shit helps 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 skulls a vacant, empty
Been using it more as a bin for
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the chain
Like an independent store, something's with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama 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 be a pain 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, you'd be
Guess it to be brainless

Now my mum "womp womp womp"
Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not
I was on a of the pile getting stomped
But somehow, I out on top

I told you one day, I said have that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the sell outs, the hell out
Middle America, them yell out
In terror they so scared, and those 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 when the smoke clears, it be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow
It's okay to be scared straight, they I provoke queers
Til evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes,
You motherfuckin' insult here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't believe little hick locked
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened like a six blocks from a Kid
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium dog
Cause I turn into the unabomber mama always

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

Insaneness even a word you stupid fuck
is ain't