Luyện nghe bài hát Brainless

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Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper,
Who can say for
Perhaps a lobotomy 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, place bets
Who's likely to become a killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I make a as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the 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 this mess
And make the best of situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this despicable
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 sticker books in a 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 back up, all I did was book, now there's your head

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)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Fast forward years later
A teenager, this is a fun,
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 shit out of you, be down and be upbeat
you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause doomed from the start
It's you grew up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash in a trance
Locked in my room yeah but I got some mama
These damn are falling
Out of my pocket I can't stop it
And I'm to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more self assured than 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 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 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 said

'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 in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
Find a way to this insaneness
Mama always 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not
I was on a of the pile getting 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, fuck it I'm out
Now everywhere I go, scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm household
Outsold the sell outs, the hell out
Middle America, hear yell out
In terror they so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
Whatever spout that it out
Of my smartaleck mouth, it was so
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day 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 okay to be scared straight, they I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert insult
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't believe this little hick
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
That trash traffic and gridlock
Shit happened like a six blocks a Kid Rock
Clown Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober
And got I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I into the unabomber mama always said

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

Insaneness even a word you stupid fuck
is ain't