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Brainless - Eminem
Eminem
Has a full line of chainsaws
Eminem..Eminem..Eminem..Eminem

Marshall Mathers
Eminem the rapper…Eminem
Who can say fore 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 tourettes
Fuck Fuck fuck
Can't take the stress
I make a mess as the day progresses
Angry and take it out on the neighbours hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches
with these hedge trimming scisors with razor edges
Imagination's dangerous
it's the only way to escape this mess
and make the best of this situation, I guess
Cos I feel like a little bitch's
predicaments, despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed
it's ridiculous
I look like a freaking woos, a pussy
this kid just took my stick of liquorice
and threw my sticker books in a picker bush
I wanna kick his toosh, but I was six and shook
This 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 head
Mama always said 'If you had a brain
you'd be dangerous.

A brain you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the anus
(Mama could be wrong)
I'mma use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this insaness
Mama always said 'If you had a brain
you'd be dangerous
Guess it pays to be brainless
Fast forward some years later, a teenager
this is a fun, sweet
I just got jumped twice in one week
it's complete
Cos usually once a month
this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud due
for what reason, you stomped me
But how do you get the shit beat
out of you be down and be upbeat
When you don't have no-thing
no valid shot at life
Chance to make it or succeed
Cos you're doomed from the start
It's like you grew up on drugsstreet,
from jump street
What if I had just kept my head up my ass
I could accomplish any task
Practicing trash talking in a trance
locked in my room
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
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
using it more as a bin for storage
Take some inventory
Ford engine door hinge syringe an
an extension cord and a Ninja sword

Not to mention four lynch pins and a
Everything but a brain, but 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 dumber

Mama always said 'If you had a brain
you'd be dangerous
A brain you'd be dangerous'
(Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a name and be famous
And I'mma be a pain in the anus
(Mama could be wrong)
I'mma use my head as a weapon
Find a way to escape this insaness
Mama always said '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 a 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, yo, 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 them yell out
they were so scared, and those kids
Just about, belted out
Whatever spout that it fell out
Of 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, ye, till then
Hopefully you little homos
get over your fears and grow Beard
It's okay to be scared straight
they said I provoke queers
Till emotions evoke tears
my whole careers a stroke of geniussheer
Smoking mirrors, tactical
practical jokes, yeah
You motherfuckin'
Who the fuck would've thought
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
This hip hop
That white trash