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

I walk like a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to a serial killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't take the
I make a mess as the day
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how cut your face up bitches
these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape mess
And make the best of situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, predicament's despicable
I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous
I like a freaking wuss, a pussy
kid just took my stick of licorice
And threw my books in a pricker 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 up, all I did was book, now there's using your head

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 I'mma be a pain in the
(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 later
A teenager, this is a fun,
I just got jumped in one week, it's complete
It's usually a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud gee for what reason, you 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 the start
It's like you grew up on drug street, jump street
But if I had kept my head up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing talking in a trance
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn rhymes are
Out of my pocket I can't stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school this helps for sure
I'm getting more self assured than I've ever been
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 more as a bin for
Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine door 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
Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking
Like an independent store, something's wrong my head
Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God I don't
Cause I'd be Dahmer cause mama always said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A brain 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
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
Guess it 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 getting stomped
But somehow, I out on top

I told you one day, I said they'd have that red rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out
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 them out
In terror they so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
Whatever that it fell 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 careers a stroke of sheer
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin' Insert insult
Who the fuck would've that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery 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 like a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid
And got forbid I see a and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I turn into the unabomber mama always

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be
And I'mma be a in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
use my head as a weapon
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 stupid
is ain't