Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give A Fuck

Whoa!
A get hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and because ah
is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez, the brothers the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the 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 that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players than Marty Schottenheimer
You than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you a double album
Admit it, it, while we comin' out in the open
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope
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 cause I'm comin' up quick to strip cash
Bought a ticket to your just to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes
You gettin' knocked the out like Mike Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" like
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' boys that I'm on crack
I just don't a fuck!
So put my tape on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my is wack
I just don't a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
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 enough to straight up dis you for no reason
I'm colder than snow when it's twenty below freezin'
Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak
I'll dis your magazine and won't 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, Eminem was the old (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin'
Pathological liar, blowin' shit out of
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, drinker, addict
animal, half man
Dumpin' your dead body of a fuckin' trash can
With holes than an Afghan

So when you see me on your with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" 2pac
I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit 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 tell your friends my shit is
I just give a fuck!
But see me on the and duck
you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just don't a fuck!

let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' like Against 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 flippin' the sacred
I'll your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm of bitches
of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too busy a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the swim team
Don't 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 it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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

Hey, that!

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