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    [Intro]
    Eminem has a full line of chainsaws
    Eminem, Eminem, Eminem, Eminem
    Marshall Mathers, Eminem... the rapper Eminem

    "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."

    [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 neighbors hedges
    Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches
    With these hedge trimming 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 bitch, this predicament's
    Despicable, I'm sick of just gettin' pushed, it's ridiculous
    I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy, 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 fucker 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 using your head
    Momma always said

    [Hook]
    If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
    A brain, you'd be dangerous
    I'ma prove you wrong
    Momma, I'mma grow one day to be famous
    And I'mma 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

    [Verse 2]
    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 shit 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 ass
    I could accomplish any task
    Practicing trash talkin'
    In a trance locked in my room, yeah
    but I got some plans, Momma
    These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket,
    I can't stop it
    And I'm starting to blend in more
    In 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 skull is a vacant empty void,
    been using 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
    Ironing board, a bench, a wrench an oru winch
    an attention 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 Momma always said

    [Hook]
    If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
    A brain, you'd be dangerous
    I'ma prove you wrong
    Momma, I'mma grow one day to be famous
    And I'mma 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

    [Bridge]
    Now my Mom goes wahm-wahm-wahm
    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 'em yell out in terror they were so scared and those kids
    Just about, belted out whatever spouted or 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
    Mothafucking difficult, ch-yeah, 'til then, hopefully ya
    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 mothafuckin' (insert insult here)
    Who the fuck would've thunk that one little ole MC'd
    Be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it?
    And boy, they did flock; can't believe this little hick locked
    This hip-hop shit in his hip pocket and still the shit got
    That white trash traffic in gridlock, shit hopping 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

    [Hook]
    If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
    A brain, you'd be dangerous
    I'ma prove you wrong
    Momma, I'mma grow one day to be famous
    And I'mma 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

    [Outro]
    Insaneness ain't even a word, you stupid fuck
    Neither is ain't

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