Eminem Has a full of chainsaws Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper, Who can say for Perhaps a lobotomy would be the answer If science can operate on distorted brain and put it to good use Society will reap a great
I walk around like a space cadet, place bets Who's likely to become a serial 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 this is how I'll cut your up bitches With these trimming scissors with razor edges Imagination's dangerous, it's the way to escape this mess And make the best of situation, I guess I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable I'm sick of just pushed, it's ridiculous I look a freaking wuss, a pussy This kid just my stick of licorice And threw my sticker books in a pricker I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and 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 head
always said '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) I'mma use my head as a a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be Guess it pays to be
Fast forward years later A teenager, is a fun, sweet I just got jumped in one week, it's complete It's usually once a month, this is some I've accomplished They've stomped me the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me But how do you get the beat out of you, be down and be upbeat When you don't have no-thing, no shot at life To make it or succeed 'Cause you're doomed from the It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street But if I had just my head up my ass I could accomplish any Practicing trash in a trance Locked in my room but I got some plans mama These rhymes are falling Out of my pants pocket I can't it And I'm starting to 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 to that my first punch, end of story Still in my skulls a vacant, void Been using it as a bin for storage some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention lynch 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 store, something's wrong with my head think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause always 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) I'mma use my head as a Find a way to escape this 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 smart but I'm not dumb I was on a bottom of the getting stomped But somehow, I out on top
I told you one day, I they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out Now everywhere I go, they scream out I'm to clean house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just Outsold the sell outs, freak the out Middle America, hear them out In terror were so scared, and those kids about, belted out Whatever spout that it out Of my mouth, it was so weird Inappropriate, so be it, I see it Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it be as difficult, ch'yea, til then Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow It's okay to be straight, they said I provoke queers Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of genius and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah You motherfuckin' Insert here Who the fuck would've thunk one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it And boy they did Can't this little hick locked This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got That trash traffic and gridlock Shit happened like a six blocks from a Kid Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid And got forbid I see a wizard and get a in my titanium cranium dog Cause I turn into the mama always said
'If you had a brain, you'd be A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong) Mama, Ima a name 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 pays to be
Insaneness ain't a word you stupid fuck is ain't