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 can operate on this distorted brain and put it to good use
will reap a great benefit

I walk around like a cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress
I make a as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the neighbors
Like this is how cut your face up bitches
With these trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, the only way to escape this mess
And make the best of this situation, I
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, predicament's despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed, ridiculous
I look like a freaking wuss, a
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
fucker 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 you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And I'mma be a 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, be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Fast forward some years
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I just got jumped twice in one week, complete
It's once 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 have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
you're doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my room yeah but I got some mama
These damn are falling
Out of my pocket I can't stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this 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 stop to
my first punch, end of story
Still in my skulls a vacant, empty
Been it more 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 ironing board a bench a or winch and a tangent whore
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking
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 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 insaneness
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 smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the pile getting
But somehow, I out on top

I told you one day, I said have that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out
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 them out
In terror were so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
spout that it fell out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day when the clears, it won't be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you little homos get over your and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, they I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a 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 they did
Can't believe this little locked
This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got
That white traffic and gridlock
Shit happened like a six blocks a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I turn into the unabomber mama always

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

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