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 brain and put it to good use
Society will reap a benefit

I walk like a space cadet, place your 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
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut face up bitches
With hedge trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the way to escape 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 like a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of
And threw my sticker books in a pricker
I wanna 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 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 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 this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
Guess it pays to be

forward some years later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, this is some feat I've
They've me into the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be and be upbeat
When you don't no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash in a trance
in my room yeah but I got some plans mama
These rhymes are falling
Out of my pants I can't stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school shit helps for sure
I'm getting more self than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I put a stop to that
Threw my punch, end of story
in my skulls a vacant, empty void
Been using it 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 mention four lynch pins and a 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, something's wrong my head
think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd 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 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 always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Now my mum "womp womp womp"
Cause I'm not smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the pile 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, scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
Outsold the outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear yell out
In terror they so scared, and those 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 when the smoke clears, it be as
difficult, ch'yea, til then
Hopefully you homos get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't this little hick locked
This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid
And got I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I turn into the unabomber mama 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 I'mma be a pain in the
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

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