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 cadet, place your bets
likely to become a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't take the
I make a as the day progresses
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors with razor
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to this mess
And make the best of situation, I guess
'Cause I feel a little bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my of licorice
And threw my sticker books in a pricker
I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious
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 a name 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 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Fast forward some years
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually a month, this 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 out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you don't have no-thing, no shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause doomed from the start
like you grew up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I accomplish any task
trash talking in a trance
Locked in my room yeah but I got plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pants pocket I can't it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit for sure
I'm getting more self assured than I've ever before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I put a stop to that
Threw my first punch, end of
Still in my a vacant, empty void
Been it more as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking
Like an independent store, wrong with my head
Just think if I had a in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong)
Mama, Ima a name and be famous
And be a pain in the anus
(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
Guess it to be brainless

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

I told you one day, I said they'd that red carpet rolled 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 sell outs, the hell out
Middle America, them yell out
In terror they were so scared, and kids
about, belted out
Whatever that it fell out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you little homos get your fears and grow beards
It's to be scared straight, they said 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 would be able to take the whole and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't believe this little hick
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
white trash traffic and gridlock
Shit happened like a six from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium dog
Cause I turn the unabomber mama always said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A brain you'd be (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

Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck
Neither is