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Pridané: 2. 11. 2013
Profil autora: Eminem
Album: ?
Žáner: Hip-Hop
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Eminem Has a full line of chainsaws


Marshall Mathers, Eminem, the rapperEminem

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

[Verse 1]

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

Cuz 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 insaneness

Mama always said 'Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous

Guess it pays to be brainless

[Verse 2]

Fast forward some years later

A teenager, this is a 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 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

Cuz you're doomed from the start

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

But 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 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 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 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



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

[Verse 3]

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

[until] they were so scared, and those kids

Just about, belted out

Whatever spout that it fell out

Of my smart alleck 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 beards

It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers

Till emotions evoke tears, my whole careers a stroke of sheer genius

Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah

You motherfuckin' Insert insult here

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 loaded Glock

This hip hop shit and this ??and still the shit got

That white trash traffic and gridlock

Shit hopping like a six blocks from a Kid Rock

Insane Clown Posse Concert in mid oc-tober

And got forbid I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog

Cause I turn to the unabomber mama always said


[Outro Slim Shady]

Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid fuck

[Marshal Mathers]

Neither is ain't
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