Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

Eminem Has a full line of

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

I around like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I make a mess as the day
Angry and take it out on the neighbors
Like is how I'll cut your face up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape mess
And make the best of situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's
I look a freaking wuss, a pussy
kid just took my stick of licorice
And threw my books in a pricker 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 there's using 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 be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
Guess it pays to be

forward some years later
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
usually once 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 beat out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
'Cause you're doomed the start
It's like you up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I accomplish any task
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my room yeah but I got some mama
damn rhymes are falling
Out of my pants I can't stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more self assured I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a to that
Threw my first punch, end of
Still in my a vacant, empty void
using it more as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension 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
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking
an independent store, something's wrong with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God I don't
Cause I'd be Dahmer cause mama always said

'If you had a brain, 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 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

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not
I was on a bottom of the pile stomped
But somehow, I out on top

I told you one day, I said they'd have that red 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
Outsold the sell outs, the hell out
Middle America, them yell out
In they were so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
spout that it fell out
Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you little homos get your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my careers a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes,
You motherfuckin' Insert insult
Who the fuck thunk 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 pocket and the shit got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened like a six from a Kid Rock
Clown Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a and get a brain in my titanium cranium 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 and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
a way to escape this insaneness
Mama said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck
Neither is