Luyện nghe bài hát Just Don't Give A Fuck

Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to 'em
And like, back and forth ah
is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez, the brothers representin' the Dirty
I be the the double G
And check out the man he by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, you Little like that Kim
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty
You wacker the motherfucker you bit your style from
You gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, it, while we comin' out in the open
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 wallet cause I'm comin' up to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your concert to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast it'll your eyes spin
You gettin' the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your throat worse than Ron Goldman

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

I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a bone
I'm Everlasting, I melt Ice like silicone
I'm ill to just straight up dis you for no reason
I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below
Flavor no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
I'll dis your and still won't get a weak review
I'll make your freak you, smell the Folgers crystals
This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your
But I form like Voltron and blast you my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', abortion
liar, blowin' 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
"Fuck the world" like 2pac
I just give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty
Tellin' your boys that I'm on
I don't give a fuck!
So put my back on the rack
Go run and your 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 don't give a fuck!

Somebody let me out this (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on 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
I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to it fresher
I can't the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm dishes
In I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red
Then I to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a I'm no comedian
Too many mental got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
I'm up over the curb, drivin' 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" 2pac
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty
Tellin' your that I'm on crack
I just give a fuck!
So put my tape back on the
Go run and tell your friends my shit is
I just 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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