Luyện nghe bài hát Just Don't Give A Fuck

Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to 'em
And like, and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it
It beez, the brothers representin' the Dozen
I be the the double G
And out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, you like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Schottenheimer
You wacker than the you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a album
Admit it, fuck it, we comin' out in the open
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope
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 wallet 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 fast it'll your eyes spin
You gettin' knocked the out like Mike Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

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

I'm Nicer Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milk bone
I'm Everlasting, I Vanilla Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just up dis you for no reason
I'm colder than season when it's twenty below freezin'
Flavor with no seasonin', is the sneak preview
I'll dis your magazine and still get a weak review
I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers
This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen your pistols
But I form like Voltron and blast you my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', abortion
Pathological liar, shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, man
Dumpin' dead body inside of a fuckin' trash can
With more than an Afghan

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

Somebody let me out limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' like Rage Against the
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, up while this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a opinion
Fuck the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it
I take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too havin' a headrush
Doin' too much had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, the women's swim team
take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed
I'm goin' up the curb, drivin' on the median
made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

So when you see me on block 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 just don't 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
Cause you to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
I just don't give a fuck!

Hey, that!

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