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Eminem Has a full of chainsaws

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

I walk around like a space cadet, place your
Who's likely to become a killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress
I make a as the day progresses
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like 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 of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's
I like a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just took my stick of
And threw my sticker books in a pricker
I kick his tush, but I was six and shook
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, a vicious hook
He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's using your

Mama always 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And be a pain 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 pays to be

Fast forward some years
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, 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 shit out of you, be down and be upbeat
you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
'Cause doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, from street
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I could any task
Practicing trash talking in a
in my room yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pants I can't stop it
And I'm to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure
I'm getting self assured than I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to
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 syringe an orange an extension cord and a sword
Not to mention four pins and a stringent stored ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, something's wrong my head
Just think if I had a in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be cause 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 head as a
Find a way to escape this
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Now my mum "womp 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 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, hear yell out
In terror they were so scared, and those
about, belted out
Whatever 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 homos get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, said I provoke queers
Til emotions tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes,
You motherfuckin' Insert here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't believe this little hick
This hip hop shit in his pocket and still the got
That white trash traffic and
Shit happened like a six blocks 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
I turn into the unabomber mama always 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 be a pain in the anus
(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

Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid
is ain't