Just Don't Give A Fuck

Item# judogifu

Album: The Slim Shady EP (1997)

Intro by Frogg

Whoah! A get your hands in the air, & get to clappin īem and like, back & forth because ah this is... what you thought it wasnīt... It beez.. the brothers representinī 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...

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jan Brady I am a M80, you Lilī like that Kim lady. I am buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer. You wacker than the motherf*cker you bit your style from You aint goī sell two copies if you press a double album. Admit it, f*ck it, while we comin out in the open I am doin acid, crack, smack, coke & smokin dope then; My name is Marshall Mathers, I am an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) Iīve a disease & they do not know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I am comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come & whip your ass Bitch, I am comin out swingin, so fast it will make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the f*ck out like Mike Tyson The Proof is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I will slit your motherf*ckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

Chorus: So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin F*ck the World like Tupac I just donīt give a f*ck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I am on crack I just donīt give a f*ck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run & tell your friends my shitīs wack I just donīt give a f*ck!! But see me on the street & duck Cause you gonī get stuck, stoned, & snuffed Cause I just donīt give a f*ck!!

I am Nicer than Pete, but I am on a Serch to crush a Milkbone I am Everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I am ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I am colder than snow season when it is twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I will diss your magazine & still wonīt get a weak review I will make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron & blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, M&M was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit outta proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a f*ckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan


Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I am a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I am convinced I am a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I do not need a 2nd opinion. F*ck droppin the jewel, I am flippin the sacred treasure I will bite your motherf*ckin style, just to make it fresher I cannot take the pressure, I am sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I am 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 is when my face grayed Went to gym in 8th grade, raped the womenīs swim team Donīt take me for a joke I am no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke & smokin weed again I am goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I do not got the key to get in


(Outro) Hey, f*ck that! Outsidaz... Pace One... Young Zee...

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