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 because ah
This is, what you thought it
It beez, the brothers the Dirty Dozen
I be the the double G
And out the man he goes by the name of er

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

So when you see me on your with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" like
I just don't a fuck!
Talkin' that shit my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' boys that I'm on crack
I don't give a fuck!
So put my back on the rack
Go run and tell your my shit is wack
I just give a fuck!
But see me on the street and
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 melt Vanilla Ice silicone
I'm ill enough to straight up dis you for no reason
I'm than snow season when it's twenty below freezin'
with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
I'll dis your magazine and still won't get a review
make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals
This is a combat, gentlemen hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron and blast you with my missiles
Slim Shady, was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin'
Pathological liar, blowin' out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker,
Half animal, man
Dumpin' your dead body of a fuckin' trash can
more holes than an Afghan

So when you see me on your with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" like
I just don't a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, 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 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!

let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a demon, on stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, up while this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I don't a second opinion
Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred
I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to it fresher
I take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too havin' a headrush
too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's team
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, drivin' on the
Finally it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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

Hey, that!

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