Brainless

[Verse 1] Remember Corky from "Life Goes On"? (yeah) Well you're way more retarded So don't get me started You could watch this little Valley kid fight fools Over beats more poisonous than Bret Michaels If people wanna test me, then I assume They're confused like RuPaul picking a bathroom They would never step if they knew my skills In hand to hand battling I'm programmed to kill So don't even think of bringing beef, chief I'll walk home with both hands filled with some teeth You got it started but I'm 'a end it I'm lethal on the same level as Johnny Gill is feminine (hello) Come on little buddy you don't wanna get hurt I'll have your mom issuing Amber Alerts I'll take you back like Eazy and Jerry Heller While I talk while you keep quiet like we was Penn and Teller [Hook] Yo, I'm too smart for my own good Every word gets misunderstood It's a hit if I sound real lame Cause in clubs, you want to lose your brain Shake mama mama Shake shake for His Hotness Cause we hate rappers Hate what they dropping And that's why I can't sound the same Cause in clubs, y'all want to lose your brain [Verse 2] It's only cause I'm unsigned that you getting a pass So that two-bit rappers can spit one-bit trash It doesn't bother people that cats who now rhyme Would be super-sizing fries if I got re-signed (ching!) And just cause we drunk it shouldn't let punks Have they shit played in clubs makin' dimes jump And even when it's packed from the front to the back Doesn't mean you getting slack when every verse is wack Do you not hear it when you're in high spirits? (hello?) That rap has dick substance or any sign of lyrics? (gone) Cause if I hear Sean Paul for one more set I'll break a beer bottle and I'm cutting through my neck Cause jiggy MCs played on the scene Should be in 'used' sections next to Brian Austin Green And if it's not there it's probably prone To be in 'clearance' bargain bins next to Raven-Symoné Let's go [Hook] [Verse 3] So when I'm out at night all dancing, getting crunked Doesn't mean I want to hear rappers who also sound drunk It's like a prerequisite for singles doing well That the cat spitting verses obviously can't spell (duh) My old label wouldn't let me take the crown Constantly begging me just to dumb it all down (please) I'll stick to lyrics where I know that I'm gifted And hope that most kids realize where I'm different If they playing songs that I'm talking about Start fucking up the bar like Swayze in "Roadhouse" Cause the industry thinks I'm like the SATs (smart) And categorize me with Talib Kweli (nope) So please tell execs where I'm supposed to be (here) And my college degree don't mean I can't emcee (sure) I'm just joking around, I guess I had to say it "Don't worry Karl, clubs ain't never gonna play it" (you're right) [Hook] On a Mayru track Hot Karl Hooks first, raps second I'll be handing out Cliff Notes at the end of each song Read a little