Brain Surgery - Esham

[Mastamind] 
Uh, uh, oh, whassup? 
It came to this now huh? 
We gotta cut mothafuckas like this now right? 
Uh, uh, what? what? hey yo, hey yo, hey yo 

[Mastamind] 
Everytime I come around niggas look at me up and down 
What the fuck now? Do I got to get buckwild? 
My stress is at it's all time high 
I'm just not impressed, with softees acting hard I gives a fuck less 
Do I got to open his head up something surgical? 
Take them vertical, never tatum while the verse is full 
Oh no! We gotta bleeder, bitch meet the reaper 
The Devil ain't got no love for you, me neither 
You don't want a nigga like me to see ya, keep a heater 
The way my demons want you dead wouldn't wanna be ya 
Joke's up, the G loc's up, so what, shut up 
We gonna see how tough you be when we roll up 
Talking more shit that a critic would till we visit his hood 
Break his limbs chop him down, split his wood 
Time out, get him out the game anyway 
Fuck what anybody say, I can live with the fame 
I came to master the game and dish out pain 
You can't weather the storm get out the rain 
All my killas chant, die die 
That all my killas in the van, about the murder ride 
And strive, when we collide ya better be somewhere inside 
Keep screaming for your life, can't look a demon in the eye 

[Esham] 
You, you, you to light in the ass to try to step in the ring with a heavy weight 
I'm about to kill you, I give you a shot at the title but you must be suicidal 
Who's ya idol punk? Who's ya idol? You wanna piece a this? 
You can't handle this scandulous shit 
Brain surgery you better murder me I need some therapy 
For those who never heard of me you need a lombotamy 
Gotta be in ya head like purgery, purgatory 
Concocted the evil rhyme inside the laboratory 
Pimped Booming Words From Hell, way before D12 
Tell me your favorite white rapper act like a female 
Bitch, slit ya wrist like ya dumb wife, Kim 
Scribble my name on the wall, I love E-S-H-A-M 
Choke a psychiatrist, choke the mic in my fist 
Choking off the bomb smoke his therapy says my therapist 
I sniffed through much cane, wanna kill to many people 
So I hafta hear no, see no, say no motherfucking evil 
Brain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead up 
Never let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get up 
Brain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead up 
Never let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get up 

[Shoestring] 
Come peep my skills and operation 
Stick it in your brain, a mental patient 
Looking in yo mind, bitch you still crying 
Open up yo head and hit that line 
I tap them nerves and it makes you wiggle 
I kill more brains than Dr. Giggles 
So call us up if its urgent 
Dr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon 
Dr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon 
Dr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon