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 Dozen
I be the F-R-O the G
And check out the man he goes by the of er

Slim Shady, dead like Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, you Little that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Schottenheimer
You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your from
You gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, it, while we comin' out in the open
I'm acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope then
My name is Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease and they know 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 knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on block with two glocks
"Fuck the world" like 2pac
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty
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 is wack
I just don't a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
Cause you get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
I just don't give a fuck!

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

So when you see me on your block with two
"Fuck the world" like 2pac
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty
Tellin' your that I'm on crack
I don't 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 street and
you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just give a fuck!

let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' Rage Against the Machine
I'm I'm a fiend, shootin' up while this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a opinion
Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm the sacred treasure
I'll bite your 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 school I never said much, too busy havin' a
Doin' too rush had my face flushed 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
take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
I'm goin' up over the curb, drivin' on the
Finally it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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

Hey, that!

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