Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

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

I walk around like a space cadet, place bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I make a mess as the day
Angry and take it out on the hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your up bitches
With these hedge trimming scissors with 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 bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed, ridiculous
I look like a wuss, a pussy
This kid just my stick of licorice
And threw my sticker in a pricker bush
I wanna his tush, but I was six and shook
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a hook
He hit me, I fell, I got up, all I did was book, now there's using your head

Mama always 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A brain you'd be (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 this
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
it pays to be brainless

Fast forward some later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got twice in one week, it's complete
usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud gee for reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the beat out of you, be down and be upbeat
When you don't have no-thing, no valid at life
Chance To it or succeed
'Cause you're doomed from the
It's like you up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just kept my up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing trash in a trance
Locked in my room yeah but I got plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pants pocket I can't it
And I'm starting to in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting self assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one on me anymore, I done put a stop to that
my first punch, end of story
Still in my skulls a vacant, void
Been it more 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 board a bench a wrench or and a tangent whore
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking
Like an independent store, wrong with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A brain 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 said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Now my mum goes "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 said they'd that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
Outsold the outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, them yell 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
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 beards
okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a of sheer genius
and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't believe this hick locked
This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got
That white trash and gridlock
Shit happened like a six from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse 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, be dangerous
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 head as a
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 you stupid fuck
is ain't