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    "Just Don't Give a F*** [Album Version]" Lyrics

    Eminem

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

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

    [Chorus]
    So when you see me on your block with two glocks
    Screamin' "Fuck the world" like Tupac
    I just don't give a fuck!
    Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
    Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
    I just don't give a fuck!
    So put my tape back on the rack
    Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
    I just don't give a fuck!
    But see me on the street and duck
    Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
    Cause I just don't give a fuck!

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

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

    Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
    I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine
    I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin' up while this record is spinnin'
    Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
    Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
    I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
    I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
    Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
    In school I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
    Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
    Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
    Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
    Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian
    Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
    I'm goin' up over the curb, drivin' on the median
    Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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

    Hey, fuck that!
    Outsiders
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    Young Zee
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Jeff Bass, Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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