Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a full line of

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

I walk around like a cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I make a mess as the day
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut face up bitches
With these trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, the only way to escape this mess
And make the of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm sick of getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of
And threw my sticker books in a bush
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 pain in the
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Fast forward some later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, is some feat I've accomplished
stomped me into the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be down and be
When you have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause you're doomed the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump
But if I had just kept my up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing trash in a trance
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
These rhymes are falling
Out of my pants pocket I can't it
And I'm starting to blend in more, this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more self 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 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 stringent stored board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
Everything but a brain, but off the fucking chain
an independent store, something's wrong with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A brain be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my head as a
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
Guess it 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 getting
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, they scream out
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
Outsold the sell outs, freak the out
Middle America, hear them 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 the smoke 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 straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert here
Who the would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't believe this hick locked
This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got
That trash traffic and gridlock
happened like a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a in my titanium cranium 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 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

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