Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give A Fuck

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

Slim Shady, brain like Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, you Little like that Kim
I'm buzzin', Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty
You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a album
it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the open
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, and smokin' dope then
My name is Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease and they don't know 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 make your eyes spin
You gettin' knocked the fuck out Mike Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your motherfuckin worse than Ron Goldman

So you see me on your block with two glocks
"Fuck the world" like 2pac
I just give a fuck!
that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on
I just don't a fuck!
So put my back on the rack
Go run and tell friends my shit is wack
I just don't 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 Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milk bone
I'm Everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice 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 with no seasonin', this is the sneak
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, hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron and you with my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin'
liar, blowin' shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, man
your dead body inside of a fuckin' trash can
With more holes an Afghan

So you see me on your block with two glocks
"Fuck the world" like 2pac
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys 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 and duck
Cause you to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I don't give a fuck!

Somebody let me out this (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' like Against the Machine
I'm I'm a fiend, shootin' up while this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I don't 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 take the pressure, I'm of bitches
Sick of bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much had my face flushed like red blush
I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim
Don't me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and weed again
I'm goin' up the curb, drivin' 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" like
I just don't a fuck!
Talkin' shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on
I just give a fuck!
So put my tape on the rack
Go run and tell 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 just give a fuck!

Hey, that!

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