Luyện nghe bài hát I Just Don't Give A Fuck

Whoa!
A get your in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth ah
This is, what you thought it
It beez, the representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the G
And check out the man he by the name of er

Slim Shady, dead like Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, you Little like that Kim
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten
Cursin' at you players worse Marty Schottenheimer
You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope
My is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease and they don't know to call it
hide your wallet cause I'm comin' up quick to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your just to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so it'll make your eyes spin
You gettin' the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun
I'll your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" like
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' boys that I'm on crack
I don't give a fuck!
So put my tape on the rack
Go run and tell friends my shit is wack
I just give a fuck!
But see me on the street and
Cause you get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I don't give a fuck!

I'm Nicer Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milk bone
I'm Everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like
I'm ill enough to just up dis you for no reason
I'm colder than snow season when it's below freezin'
Flavor with no seasonin', is the sneak preview
I'll dis magazine and still won't get a weak review
I'll make your leave you, smell the Folgers crystals
This is a lyrical combat, hold your pistols
But I like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, Eminem was the old (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin'
Pathological liar, blowin' out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, drinker, addict
Half animal, man
Dumpin' your dead body of a fuckin' trash can
With more than an Afghan

So when you see me on your with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" 2pac
I just don't a fuck!
that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' boys that I'm on crack
I don't give a fuck!
So put my tape back on the
Go run and tell friends my shit is wack
I just don't a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
Cause you to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just give a fuck!

Somebody let me out this (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' like Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin' up this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I don't a second opinion
Fuck the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I can't the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' I'm washin' dishes
In school I said much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face like red blush
Then I to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
I'm goin' up the curb, drivin' on the median
Finally made it home, but I got the key to get in

So when you see me on your block two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" 2pac
I just give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty
Tellin' your that I'm on crack
I don't give a fuck!
So put my back on the rack
Go run and tell your my shit is wack
I just give a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
Cause you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and
Cause I just give a fuck!

Hey, that!

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