Eminem Has a full line of Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper, Who can say for Perhaps a lobotomy would be the answer If can operate on this distorted brain and put it to good use Society will reap a great
I walk around like a space cadet, place your likely to become a serial killer? Case of tourettes Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't take the I make a as the day progresses and take it out on the neighbors hedges Like this is how I'll cut your face up With these hedge trimming scissors with edges Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to this mess And make the best of situation, I guess 'Cause I like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's I look like a freaking wuss, a kid just took my stick of licorice And threw my sticker books in a bush I kick his tush, but I was six and shook 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 your head
Mama always said 'If you had a brain, be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong) Mama, Ima grow a and be famous And be a pain in the anus (Mama be wrong) I'mma use my head as a Find a way to escape this always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous Guess it to be brainless
Fast some years later A teenager, is a fun, sweet I just got jumped twice in one week, it's It's 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 beat out of you, be down and be When you don't no-thing, no valid shot at life Chance To it or succeed you're doomed from the start It's like you up on drug street, from jump street But if I had just kept my up my ass I could any task Practicing trash talking in a Locked in my room yeah but I got some plans These rhymes are falling Out of my pocket I can't stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit for sure I'm getting more assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to Threw my 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 cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention four lynch 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 with my 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 brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong) Mama, Ima grow a and be famous And be a pain in the anus (Mama be wrong) I'mma use my head as a Find a way to escape insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be 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, fuck it I'm out Now everywhere I go, scream out 'Go' I'm to clean house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just Outsold the outs, freak the hell out Middle America, hear yell 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 when the clears, it won't be as Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til Hopefully you little get over your fears and grow beards It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah You motherfuckin' Insert insult Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and it And boy did flock Can't this little hick locked hip hop shit in his pocket and still the shit got That trash traffic and gridlock Shit happened like a six from a Kid Rock Insane Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium 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 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 this insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be it pays to be brainless
Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck Neither is