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I walk around like a space cadet, place your Who's likely to a serial killer? Case of tourettes Fuck, fuck, fuck! take the stress I make a mess as the day Angry and take it out on the hedges Like is how I'll cut your face up bitches With these hedge trimming with razor edges Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this And the best of this situation, I guess 'Cause I feel a little bitch, this predicament's despicable I'm sick of just getting pushed, ridiculous I look a freaking wuss, a pussy This kid 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 back up, all I did was book, now there's using your
Mama always 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be (Mama could be wrong) Mama, Ima grow a name and be And I'mma be a in the anus (Mama be wrong) I'mma use my as a weapon a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous it pays to be brainless
Fast forward some years A teenager, is a fun, sweet I just got twice in one week, it's complete It's usually once a month, this is feat I've accomplished They've stomped me the mud gee for what 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 you're doomed the start It's like you up on drug street, from 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 stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for I'm getting self assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a to that Threw my first punch, end of Still in my skulls a vacant, empty Been using it as a bin for storage Take some inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine hinge syringe an orange an extension 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 Everything but a brain, but dome's off the chain an independent store, something's wrong with my head Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God I don't I'd probably 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 as a weapon Find a way to this insaneness always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous Guess it pays to be
Now my mum goes "womp womp" Cause I'm not smart but I'm not dumb I was on a bottom of the pile getting But somehow, I out on top
I told you one day, I said have that red carpet rolled out, yo I'm nice, yo, fuck it I'm out Now everywhere I go, scream out 'Go' I'm bout to house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just the sell outs, freak the hell out Middle America, them yell out In terror they were so scared, and kids about, belted out Whatever spout 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 fears and grow beards It's okay to be straight, they said I provoke queers Til emotions tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah You Insert insult here Who the would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it And boy they did Can't believe little hick locked hip hop shit in his pocket and still the shit got That white trash traffic and Shit happened a six blocks from a Kid Rock Insane Clown Concert in mid Oc-tober And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my cranium dog Cause I turn into the unabomber 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 this insaneness always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous Guess it to be brainless
Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck is ain't