Eminem Has a line of chainsaws Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper, Who can say for Perhaps a frontal lobotomy be the answer If science can operate on this distorted brain and put it to use will reap a great benefit
I walk around like a cadet, place your bets Who's to become a serial killer? Case of tourettes Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress I make a mess as the day Angry and take it out on the hedges this is how I'll cut your face up bitches With these hedge trimming scissors razor edges Imagination's dangerous, the only way to escape this mess And make the best of this situation, I 'Cause I like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous I look a freaking wuss, a pussy This kid just my stick of licorice And threw my books in a pricker bush I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a vicious He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's your head
Mama said 'If you had a brain, you'd 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 as a weapon a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be it pays to be brainless
Fast forward some years A teenager, this is a fun, I just got jumped twice in one week, complete It's usually 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 Chance To it or succeed 'Cause doomed from the start It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street But if I had kept my head up my ass I accomplish any task trash talking in a trance Locked in my room yeah but I got some mama These damn rhymes are Out of my pants pocket I stop it And I'm to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self assured than I've been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I put a stop to that Threw my first punch, end of Still in my skulls a vacant, void Been using it as a bin for storage Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention four 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 Like an independent store, something's with my head think if I had a brain in it, thank God that 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 a name 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 this Mama said '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 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 have red carpet 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 the sell outs, freak the hell out Middle America, hear them out In terror were so scared, and those kids about, belted 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 difficult, ch'yea, til then 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 a stroke of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah You motherfuckin' Insert insult Who the fuck would've thunk that one lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it And boy did flock Can't believe little hick locked hip hop shit in his pocket and still the shit got That white traffic and gridlock Shit happened like a six blocks a Kid Rock Insane Clown Concert in mid Oc-tober And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium dog Cause I turn into the unabomber mama said
'If you had a brain, you'd be A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong) Mama, Ima grow a name and be And I'mma be a pain in the (Mama be wrong) I'mma use my as a weapon Find a way to escape this Mama always '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