Brainless(Explicit) - Eminem

Brainless (Explicit) - Eminem (埃米纳姆)
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