Brainless (Explicit) - Eminem

Lyrics by：Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers

Composed by：Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers

Produced by：Eminem/Luis Resto

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Who can say for sure

Perhaps a frontal lobotomy would be the answer

If science could operate on this distorted brain

And put it to good use society would 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

**** **** **** can't take the stress

I make a mess as the day progresses

Angry and take it out on the neighbors' hedges

Like this is how I'll cut your face up ******

With these hedge-trimmin' 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 ***** this predicament's

Despicable I'm sick of just gettin' pushed it's ridiculous

I look like a frickin' 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 ****** 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 usin' your head momma always said

If you had a brain you'd be dangerous

A brain you'd be dangerous

I'ma prove you wrong

Momma 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

Momma 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 **** 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 could just get my head out my a*s

I could accomplish any task practicin' trash-talkin' in a trance

Locked in my room yeah but I got some plans momma

These damn rhymes are fallin' out of my pants pocket

I can't stop it

And I'm startin' to blend in more in school

This **** helps for sure

I'm gettin' 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 skull's a vacant empty void been

Usin' 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

Ironin' board a bench a wrench a ore winch an attention whore

Everything but a brain but dome's off the ****** 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 Momma always said

If you had a brain you'd be dangerous

A brain you'd be dangerous

I'ma prove you wrong

Momma 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

Momma always said

Son if you had a brain you'd be dangerous

Guess it pays to be brainless

Now my mom goes wahm-wahm-wahm

'Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb

I was on the bottom of the pile gettin' 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 **** 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

********* difficult 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 ********** insert insult here

Who the **** woulda thunk that one little ole MC'd

Be able to take the whole culture and reupholster it

And boy they did flock can't believe this little hick locked

This hip-hop **** in his hip pocket and still the **** got

That white-trash traffic in gridlock **** hoppin' like six blocks

From a Kid Rock/Insane Clown Posse concert in mid-Oc-

-tober and God forbid I see a wizard

And get a brain in my titanium cranium y'all

'Cause I'll turn into the Unabomber Momma always said

If you had a brain you'd be dangerous

A brain you'd be dangerous

I'ma prove you wrong

Momma 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

Momma 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 ****

Neither is ain't