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

I walk around like a space cadet, place your
Who's likely to become a killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress
I make a mess as the day
Angry and take it out on the neighbors
Like this is how I'll cut your face up
With hedge trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this
And the best of this situation, I guess
I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I look like a freaking wuss, a
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
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

Mama said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
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 as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Fast forward some years
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got jumped twice in one week, it's
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
you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To make it or
'Cause you're doomed the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street
But if I had just kept my up my ass
I accomplish any task
trash talking in a trance
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
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 I've ever been
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to
Threw my first punch, end of
in my skulls a vacant, empty void
Been using it as a bin for storage
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore
Everything but a brain, but off the fucking chain
an independent store, something's wrong with my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be
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, be dangerous
it pays to be brainless

Now my mum "womp womp womp"
Cause I'm not that but I'm not dumb
I was on a bottom of the pile stomped
But somehow, I out on top

I told you one day, I said they'd have that red carpet out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now everywhere I go, they out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the outs, freak the hell out
Middle America, hear them out
In terror they were so scared, and kids
Just about, out
Whatever that it fell out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
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 homos get over your fears and grow beards
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 thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
believe this little hick locked
This hip hop in his pocket and still the shit got
That white traffic and gridlock
happened like a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid
And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium dog
Cause I turn the unabomber 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 be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
a way to escape this insaneness
Mama said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be

Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid
Neither is