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

I walk around a space cadet, place your bets
Who's likely to become a killer? Case of tourettes
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress
I a mess as the day progresses
and take it out on the neighbors hedges
Like is how I'll 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 of this situation, I guess
'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's
I'm sick of just pushed, it's ridiculous
I look a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid took my stick of licorice
And my sticker books in a pricker bush
I kick his tush, but I was six and shook
This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a hook
He hit me, I fell, I got up, all I did was book, now there's using your head

Mama said 'If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
A brain be dangerous' (Mama could 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 this insaneness
Mama said '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 got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, is some feat I've accomplished
stomped 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 have no-thing, no shot at life
To make 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 kept my up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing trash talking in a
Locked in my yeah but I got some plans mama
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 self assured I've ever been before
Plus no one picks on me anymore, I put a stop to that
my first punch, end of story
Still in my skulls a vacant, empty
Been using it more as a bin for
Take inventory and as gorge as a Ford engine 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
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, something's wrong with my
Just think if I had a brain in it, God that I don't
Cause I'd be Dahmer cause mama always said

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama be wrong)
Mama, Ima a name 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 this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous
Guess it to be brainless

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
I'm not that 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 said they'd that red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm to clean house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the outs, freak the hell out
America, hear them yell out
In they were so scared, and those kids
Just about, out
Whatever spout it fell out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
you little homos get over your fears and grow beards
It's okay to be scared straight, they said I queers
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 culture and re-upholstery it
And boy they did
Can't believe this little hick
This hip hop shit in his pocket and the shit got
white trash traffic and gridlock
Shit happened a six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse in mid Oc-tober
And got forbid I see a and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog
Cause I into the unabomber mama always said

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

Insaneness ain't even a word you fuck
Neither is