Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a full of chainsaws

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

I walk around like a cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress
I make a mess as the day
Angry and take it out on the hedges
Like is how I'll cut your face up bitches
With these trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the way to escape this mess
And make the best of this situation, I
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just getting pushed, ridiculous
I look like a freaking wuss, a
This kid just my stick of licorice
And threw my sticker in a pricker bush
I kick 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 using your head

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

Fast forward years later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got jumped twice in one week, it's
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 beat out of you, be down and be
When you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at
To make it or succeed
'Cause you're from the start
It's like you grew up on street, from jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I could any task
trash talking in a trance
Locked in my room but I got some plans mama
These damn are falling
Out of my pants pocket I stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this helps 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 punch, end of story
in my skulls a vacant, empty void
Been using it as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a sword
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing 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 my head
Just think if I had a 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 (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima a name and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the
(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 pays to be

Now my mum "womp womp womp"
I'm not that 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 they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now everywhere I go, they scream out
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 they were so scared, and those kids
about, belted out
Whatever spout that it 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 over your fears and grow
It's to be scared 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' Insert insult
Who the would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't believe this little hick
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse in mid Oc-tober
And got I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I turn into the unabomber mama always

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

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