Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a full of chainsaws

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

I walk around like a space cadet, place your
Who's likely to become a 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
dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess
And make the best of this situation, I
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this despicable
I'm sick of getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I like a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just my stick of licorice
And threw my sticker books in a bush
I kick his tush, but I was six and shook
fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious hook
He hit me, I fell, I got up, all I did was book, now there's using your head

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

Fast some years later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got jumped twice in one week, 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 don't have no-thing, no shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
'Cause you're doomed the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash in a trance
Locked in my room but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pants pocket I stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit for sure
I'm getting more self assured than 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, void
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 whore
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the chain
Like an independent store, something's with my head
Just if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer 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 be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
Cause I'm not that but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the pile stomped
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 I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
the sell outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear yell out
In terror they were so scared, and 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
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you homos get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke
Til evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius
and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' insult 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 believe little hick locked
This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got
That white trash and gridlock
Shit happened like a six from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse 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, be dangerous
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)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

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