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 because ah
is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez, the brothers the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the G
And check out the man he goes by the of er

Slim Shady, brain dead Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, you like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty
You than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and dope then
My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease and they don't what to call it
Better hide your cause I'm comin' up quick to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and your ass
Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast make your eyes spin
You gettin' knocked the fuck out like Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron

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

I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a 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 snow season when it's twenty below freezin'
Flavor no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
I'll dis magazine and still won't get a weak review
I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers
This is a combat, gentlemen hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron and blast you my shoulder missiles
Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin'
Pathological liar, shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, drinker, addict
Half animal, man
Dumpin' your dead body inside of a fuckin' can
With more than an Afghan

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

let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a demon, on stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin' up while this record is
brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm flippin' the 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' while I'm 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
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's team
Don't take me for a I'm no comedian
Too mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
I'm goin' up over the curb, on the median
Finally it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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

Hey, that!

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