Luyện nghe bài hát We 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 Dirty
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 like that Kim
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten
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 a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we out in the open
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' then
My name is Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (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 concert just to come and your ass
Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast make your eyes spin
You gettin' knocked the out like Mike Tyson
The is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your block with two
Screamin' "Fuck the world" 2pac
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on
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
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 Vanilla 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 freezin'
Flavor no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
I'll dis magazine and still won't get a weak review
I'll make freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals
This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your
But I form Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin'
Pathological liar, shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker,
Half animal, man
Dumpin' your dead inside of a fuckin' trash can
With more than an Afghan

So when you see me on block with two glocks
"Fuck the world" like 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 on the rack
Go run and your friends my shit is wack
I just give a fuck!
But see me on the street and
you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
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 the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin' up this record is spinnin'
brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm the sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it
I can't the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm dishes
In school I never much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and weed again
I'm goin' up 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 block with two glocks
"Fuck the world" like 2pac
I just don't a fuck!
Talkin' that behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your that I'm on crack
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
you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I don't give a fuck!

Hey, that!

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