Brainless de Eminem
Letra de Brainless
Brainless
Eminem Has a full line of chainsaws
Eminem..Eminem..Eminem..Eminem
Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper...Eminem
Who can say fore sure?
Perhaps a frontal lobotomy would be the answer
If science can operate on this distorted brain and put it to good use
Society will reap a great benefit
I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck Fuck fuck Can't take the stress
I make a mess as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the neighbours hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches
With these hedge trimming scisors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this
Mess and make the best of this situation, I guess
Cuz I feel like a little bitch's, predicaments, despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a freaking woos, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of liquorice
And threw my sticker books in a picker bush
I wanna kick his toosh, but I was six and shook
This 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 your head
Mama always said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the anus
(Mama could be wrong)
I'mma use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be brainless
Fast forward some years later
A teenager, this is a fun, sweet
I just got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud for what reason, you stomped me
But how do you get the shit beat out of you be down and be upbeat
When you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance to make it or succeed
Cuz you're doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just kept my head up my ass
I could accomplish any task
Practicing trash talking in a trance
Locked in my room yeah But I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are falling
Out of my pants pocket I can't stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting more self assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that
Threw my first punch, end of story
Still in my skulls a vacant, empty void,
Been 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 cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch pins 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 chain
Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be dahmer cause mama always said
Mama always said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the anus
(Mama could be wrong)
I'mma use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be brainless
Now my mum goes “womp womp womp”
Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the pile getting stomped
But somehow, I came out on top
I told you one day,
I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out cold
Now everywhere I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to clean house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just household
Outsold the sell outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear them yell out
they were so scared, and those kids
Just about, belted out
Whatever spout that it fell out
Of my smart alleck mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I don't see it
Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ye, till then
Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Till emotions evoke tears,
my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert insult here
Who the fuck would've thought one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did flock
Can't believe this loaded Glock
This hip hop shit and this ??and still the shit got
That white trash traffic and gridlock
Shit hopping like a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid oc-tober
And got forbid ah See a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I turn to the unibomber mama always said
Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid fuck
Neither is ain't
Traducción de Brainless
Letra traducida a Español
Sin cerebro
Eminem tiene una línea completa de motosierras
Eminem... Eminem... Eminem... Eminem
Marshall Mathers, Eminem, el rapero... Eminem
Quién puede decirlo con seguridad?
Quizás una lobotomía frontal sería la respuesta
Si la ciencia puede operar este cerebro distorsionado y darle un buen uso
La sociedad cosechará grandes beneficios
Camino como un cadete espacial, haz tus apuestas
Quién es más probable que se convierta en un asesino en serie? Caso de Tourette
Cuento cuento cuento No puedo soportar el estrés
Hago un desastre a medida que avanza el día
Estoy enfadado y lo desquito en los setos del vecino
Como si fuera así como te haré esto bitches
Con estas tijeras para podar setos con bordes afilados
La imaginación es peligrosa, es la única forma de escapar de esto
Desastre y hacer lo mejor de esta situación, supongo
Porque me siento como si fuera una pequeña perra en situaciones despreciables
Estoy harto de ser empujado, es ridículo
Pareceré un maldito cobarde, un mariquita
Este niño acaba de llevarse mi palo de regaliz
Y lanzó mis álbumes de pegatinas en un arbusto pinchoso
Quiero darle una patada, pero tenía seis años y estaba asustado
Este cabrón tenía 12 años y medía 1'80m, con un gancho vicioso
Me golpeó, caí, me levanté; todo lo que hice fue salir corriendo: ya sabes usar la cabeza
Mamá siempre decía 'Si tuvieras cerebro, serías peligroso.
Un cerebro y serías peligroso' (Mamá podría estar equivocada)
Mamá, voy a hacerme un nombre y ser famoso
Y voy a ser un dolor en el trasero.
(Mamá podría estar equivocada)
Voy a usar mi cabeza como arma
Encontrar una manera de escapar de esta locura.
Mamá siempre decía 'Hijo, si tuvieras cerebro, serías peligroso'.
Supongo que vale la pena ser sin cerebro.
Avancemos algunos años después.
Un adolescente, esto es divertido y dulzón,
Me atacaron dos veces en una semana; es increíble.
Normalmente sucede una vez al mes; este logro he conseguido.
Me han pateado hasta convertirme en barro por qué razón; me has pisoteado,
Pero cómo te golpean hasta dejarte noqueado y seguir alegre?
Cuando no tienes nada; ninguna oportunidad válida en la vida,
Posibilidad de triunfar o tener éxito,
Porque estás condenado desde el principio,
Es como si hubieras crecido en la calle de las drogas desde pequeño,
Pero si simplemente hubiera mantenido la cabeza alta,
Podría haber logrado cualquier tarea.
Practicando charlas vacías casi hipnotizado,
Encerrado en mi habitación sí Pero tengo algunos planes mamá,
Estas malditas rimas están saliendo
De los bolsillos de mis pantalones no puedo detenerlo,
y estoy empezando a integrarme más; el colegio ayuda seguro;
Me siento más seguro que nunca antes.
Además nadie se mete conmigo ya; puse fin a eso.
Dediqué mi primer puñetazo. Fin de la historia;
Todavía hay un vacío vacío dentro de mi cráneo,
He estado usándolo más como un cubo para almacenamiento;
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