Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a line of chainsaws

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

I walk around like a space cadet, your bets
Who's likely to a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't take the
I a mess as the day progresses
Angry and it out on the neighbors hedges
Like is how I'll cut your face up bitches
With these hedge trimming with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape mess
And make the of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just 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 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 using your head

Mama always 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
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 as a weapon
Find a way to escape insaneness
always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Fast some years later
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I just got twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've 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 valid at life
Chance To make it or
you're doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I accomplish any task
Practicing trash in a trance
Locked in my yeah 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 helps for
I'm getting more assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to
Threw my punch, end of story
in my skulls a vacant, empty void
Been using it more as a bin for
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch pins and a 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, something's wrong my head
think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause 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 escape insaneness
Mama always '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 smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the getting stomped
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 everywhere I go, scream out 'Go'
I'm to clean house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
the sell outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear yell out
In terror they were so scared, and kids
about, belted out
Whatever that it fell out
Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day when the clears, it won't be as
difficult, ch'yea, til then
Hopefully you little get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' 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
believe this little hick locked
This hip hop shit in his and still the shit got
white trash traffic and gridlock
Shit happened a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my cranium dog
I turn into the unabomber 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 I'mma be a in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
a way to escape this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Insaneness even a word you stupid fuck
is ain't