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Eminem Has a full of chainsaws

Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapper,
Who can say for
Perhaps a lobotomy would be the answer
If science can operate on this brain and put it to good use
will reap a great 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 take the
I make a as the day progresses
Angry and it out on the neighbors hedges
Like this is how I'll cut your up bitches
With 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 feel a little bitch, this predicament's despicable
I'm sick of just getting pushed, it's
I like a freaking wuss, a pussy
This kid just my stick of licorice
And threw my sticker books in a pricker
I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and
This 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 head

Mama said '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)
use my head 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

forward some years later
A teenager, is a fun, sweet
I got jumped twice in one week, it's complete
It's usually once a month, this is some I've accomplished
They've me into the mud gee for what reason, you stumped me
But how do you get the shit beat out of you, be and be upbeat
you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life
Chance To it or succeed
you're doomed from the start
It's you grew up on drug street, from jump street
But if I had just my head up my ass
I could accomplish any
Practicing talking in a trance
in my room yeah but I got some plans mama
These damn are falling
Out of my pants pocket I stop it
And I'm starting to blend in more, school shit helps for sure
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 punch, end of story
Still in my a vacant, empty void
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 ironing board a bench a wrench or winch and a tangent
but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain
Like an independent store, something's wrong my head
think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't
Cause I'd probably be Dahmer cause mama always

'If you had a brain, be dangerous
A you'd be dangerous' (Mama could be wrong)
Mama, Ima grow a and be famous
And be a pain in the anus
(Mama be wrong)
I'mma use my as a weapon
Find a way to escape this
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
Guess it pays to be

Now my mum goes "womp womp"
I'm not that 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 they'd have red carpet rolled out, yo
I'm nice, yo, it I'm out cold
Now I go, they scream out 'Go'
I'm bout to house, yo
I'm Lysol, now I'm just
Outsold the sell outs, the hell out
Middle America, hear them out
In terror they were so scared, and kids
about, belted out
Whatever spout it fell out
Of my mouth, it was so weird
Inappropriate, so be it, I see it
Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it be as
Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yea, til
Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and grow
okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers
Til emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a of sheer genius
Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes,
You Insert insult here
Who the fuck would've thunk that one lone MC would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it
And boy did flock
Can't this 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 Posse 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 mama always said

'If you had a brain, you'd be
A you'd 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
a way to escape this insaneness
Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be
Guess it pays to be

Insaneness ain't a word you stupid fuck
Neither is