Luyện nghe bài hát Just Don't Give A Fuck

Whoa!
A get your in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, and forth because ah
This is, you thought it wasn't
It beez, the brothers representin' the Dozen
I be the the double G
And check out the man he goes by the of er

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

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

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

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

Somebody let me out limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin' up while this is spinnin'
brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
Fuck the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
I'll your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I can't the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's 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 mental problems got me coke and smokin' weed again
I'm goin' up over the curb, drivin' on the
made 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" 2pac
I just don't a fuck!
that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys I'm on crack
I just give a fuck!
So put my tape on the rack
Go run and tell friends my shit is wack
I don't give a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
Cause you to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just don't a fuck!

Hey, that!

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