Eminem Has a line of chainsaws Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper, Who can say for Perhaps a frontal lobotomy be the answer If science can operate on distorted brain and put it to good use Society will reap a benefit
I walk around like a space cadet, place your Who's likely to a serial killer? Case of tourettes Fuck, fuck, fuck! Can't the stress I make a as the day progresses Angry and take it out on the neighbors Like this is how I'll cut your up bitches these 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 'Cause I like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable I'm of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous I like a freaking wuss, a pussy This kid just took my stick of And my sticker books in a pricker bush I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and This fucker was 12 and was 6 foot, with a hook He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book, now there's your head
Mama always said 'If you had a brain, be dangerous A brain be dangerous' (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 head as a Find a way to 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 twice in one week, it's 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 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 from the start It's like you grew up on drug street, from street But if I had kept my head up my ass I could accomplish any trash talking in a trance Locked in my room yeah but I got some plans damn rhymes are falling Out of my pants pocket I stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self assured I've ever been before 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 engine door hinge syringe an orange an extension cord and a Ninja Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored ironing a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent whore Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking Like an independent store, wrong with my head Just if I had a brain in it, thank God that 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 grow a name and be And I'mma be a pain in the (Mama be wrong) I'mma use my as a weapon Find a way to escape insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be Guess it pays to be
Now my mum goes "womp womp" Cause I'm not that but I'm not dumb I was on a of the pile getting stomped 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 I go, they scream out 'Go' I'm bout to house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just Outsold the sell outs, freak the out America, hear them yell out In they were so scared, and those kids Just about, out spout that it fell out Of my mouth, it was so weird Inappropriate, so be it, I see it Maybe one day when the clears, it won't be as difficult, ch'yea, til then Hopefully you little 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 would've thunk that one little lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it And boy did flock Can't believe this little hick hip hop shit in his pocket and still the shit got That trash traffic and gridlock Shit happened like a six blocks from a Kid Clown Posse Concert in mid Oc-tober And got forbid I see a and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog Cause I turn into the 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 I'mma be a in the anus (Mama be wrong) use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape insaneness Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, be dangerous Guess it pays to be
Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid is ain't