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Brainless

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Or Eminem has a full line of chainsaws Eminem, Eminem, Eminem, Eminem, Eminem, Eminem Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper, Eminem Who can say for sure? Perhaps a frontal lobotomy would be the answer If science can operate on this distorted brain and put it to good use Society will reap a great benefit I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of Tourette's Fuck, fuck, fuck, can't take the stress I make a mess as the day progresses Angry and take it out on the neighbor's hedges Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches With these hedge-trimming scissors with razor edges Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess And make the best of this situation, I guess 'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's ridiculous I look like a freaking wuss, a p***y This kid just took my stick of licorice And threw my sticker books in a picker bush I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and shook This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book Now there's using your head Mama always said, "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous" (I'ma prove you wrong) Mama, I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus (I'ma be the bomb) I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said, "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Fast forward some years later A teenager, this is fun, sweet I just got jumped twice in one week, it's complete It's usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished They've stomped me into the mud, gee for what reason? You stumped me But how do you get the shit beat out of you, beat down and be upbeat When you don't have nothing? No valid shot at life, chance To make it or succeed 'Cause you're doomed from the start It's like you grew up on Jump Street, from jump street But if I had just get my head out my ass I could accomplish any task Practicing trash talking in a trance Locked in my room, yeah, but I got some plans, mama These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, I can't stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self-assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that Threw my first punch, end of story Still, in my skulls a vacant, empty void Been using it more as a bin for storage Take some inventory, in this gourd there's a Ford engine door hinge Syringe, an orange, an extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention, four linchpins, an astringent stored Ironing board, a bench, a wrench, a ore winch, an attention whore Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't 'Cause I'd probably be Dahmer 'Cause mama always said, "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous" (I'ma prove you wrong) Mama, I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus (I'ma be the bomb) I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said, "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Now my mum goes, "Womp, womp, womp" 'Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb I was on the bottom of the pile, getting stomped But somehow, I came out on top I told you one day I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo I'm nice, y'all, fuck it I'm out cold Now everywhere I go, they scream out, "Go" I'm 'bout to clean house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just household Outsold the sell outs, freak the hell out Middle America, hear 'em yell out in terror They were so scared, and those kids Just about, belted out Whatever spouted or fell out My smart aleck mouth, it was so weird Inappropriate, so be it, I don't see it Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yeah, 'til then Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and phobias It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers Til emotions evoke tears, my whole career's a stroke of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah You motherfuckin' (insert insult here) Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it? And boy, they did flock Can't believe this little hick locked This hip-hop shit in his hip pocket and still the shit got That white-trash traffic in gridlock Shit hoppin' like six blocks from a Kid Rock Insane Clown Posse concert in mid October And God forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium, y'all 'Cause I'll turn into the Unabomber Mama always said, "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous" (I'ma prove you wrong) Mama, I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus (I'ma be the bomb) I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said, "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Insaneness ain't even a word, you stupid fuck Neither is ain't

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Luis Resto, Marshall Mathers

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The Marshall Mathers LP2

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Aftermath

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November 5, 2013

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