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 like a space cadet, place your bets
likely to become a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take 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
these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, the only way to escape 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 freaking wuss, a
This kid just took my of licorice
And my sticker books in a pricker bush
I wanna his tush, but I was six and shook
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, a vicious hook
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, you'd be
A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be
And I'mma be a 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 pays to be

Fast forward some years
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I just got jumped twice in one week, it's
usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud gee for what reason, you me
But how do you get the beat out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you don't no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
'Cause you're from the start
like you grew up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I accomplish any task
Practicing trash talking in a
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, school this shit for sure
I'm getting self assured 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
Still in my skulls a vacant, void
Been using it more as a bin for
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 and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, something's wrong with my
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I
I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always said

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

Now my mum "womp 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 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 just
the sell outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear them out
In terror they so scared, and those kids
about, belted out
Whatever 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 homos get over your fears and grow beards
okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my careers a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes,
You Insert insult here
Who the fuck would've that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't believe this hick locked
This hip hop shit in his and still the shit got
That white trash 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 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 this
always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck
Neither is