Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give A Fuck

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

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

So when you see me on your block two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" 2pac
I just don't a fuck!
Talkin' shit behind 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 friends my is wack
I don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and
Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and
Cause I just give a fuck!

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

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

Somebody let me out this (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, up while this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I need a second opinion
Fuck the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin'
In school I never much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red
I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim
take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' again
I'm goin' up over the curb, on the median
Finally made it home, but I 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!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty
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 don't give a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
Cause you to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just give a fuck!

Hey, that!

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