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Just Don't Give A ****

歌词来源专辑:Live From New York City
演唱者:Eminem

Just Don't Give A ****文本歌词

Whoa!

A get your hands in the air, and get to clapping '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 M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady

I'm buzzing, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer

Cursing at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer

You wacker than the ************ you bit your style from

You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album

Admit it, **** it, while we coming out in the open

I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smoking **** 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 coming up quick to strip your cash

Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass

*****, I'm coming out swinging, so fast it'll make your eyes spin

You getting knocked the **** out like Mike Tyson

The +Proof+ is in the pudding, just ask the Deshaun Holton

I'll slit your **********ing throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your block with two glocks

Screaming \"**** the World\" like Tupac

I just don't give a ****!

Talking that **** behind my back, dirty mackin

Telling your boys that I'm on crack

I just don't give a ****!

So put my tape back on the rack

Go run and tell your friends my **** is wack

I just don't give a ****!

But see me on the street and duck

'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned and snuffed

'Cause I just don't give a ****!

I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Search to crush a Milkbone

I'm everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone

I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason

I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezing

Flavor with no seasoning, this is the sneak preview

I'll diss 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, snorting, supporting abortion

Pathological liar, blowing **** out of proportion

The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic

Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict

Half animal, half man

Dumping your dead body inside of a ****ing trash can

With more holes than an Afghan

Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)

I'm a caged demon, on stage screaming like Rage Against The Machine

I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shooting up while this record is spinning

Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion

**** dropping the jewel, I'm flipping the sacred treasure

I'll bite your **********ing style, just to make it fresher

I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of *****es

Sick of nagging bosses *****ing while I'm washing dishes

In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush

Doing 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 snorting coke and smoking **** again

I'm going up over the curb, driving on the median

Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

****, **** everything...

Outsiders, Pace One, Young Zee.

**** the entire world...

Just Don't Give A ****LRC歌词

[Intro: Frogg]

Whoa!

A get your hands in the air, and get to clapping '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

[coughing in background]

And check out the man he goes by the name of er...

[Verse One: Eminem]

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady

I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady

I'm buzzing, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer

Cursing at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer

You wacker than the ************ you bit your style from

You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album

Admit it, **** it, while we coming out in the open

I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smoking **** 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 coming up quick to strip your cash

Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass

*****, I'm coming out swinging, so fast it'll make your eyes spin

You getting knocked the **** out like Mike Tyson

The +Proof+ is in the pudding, just ask the Deshaun Holton

I'll slit your **********ing throat worse than Ron Goldman

[Chorus:]

So when you see me on your block with two glocks

Screaming \"**** the World\" like Tupac

I just don't give a ****!

Talking that **** behind my back, dirty mackin

Telling your boys that I'm on crack

I just don't give a ****!

So put my tape back on the rack

Go run and tell your friends my **** is wack

I just don't give a ****!

But see me on the street and duck

'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned and snuffed

'Cause I just don't give a ****!

[Verse Two: Eminem]

I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Search to crush a Milkbone

I'm everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone

I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason

I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezing

Flavor with no seasoning, this is the sneak preview

I'll diss 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, snorting, supporting abortion

Pathological liar, blowing **** out of proportion

The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic

Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict

Half animal, half man

Dumping your dead body inside of a ****ing trash can

With more holes than an Afghan

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Eminem]

Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)

I'm a caged demon, on stage screaming like Rage Against The Machine

I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shooting up while this record is spinning

Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion

**** dropping the jewel, I'm flipping the sacred treasure

I'll bite your **********ing style, just to make it fresher

I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of *****es

Sick of nagging bosses *****ing while I'm washing dishes

In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush

Doing 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 snorting coke and smoking **** again

I'm going up over the curb, driving on the median

Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

[Chorus]

[Outro: Eminem]

****, **** everything...

Outsiders, Pace One, Young Zee.

**** the entire world...