Just Don't Give A Fuck

[ Intro : Frogg ]

Whoah !
A get yaw hands inn the heir, and get too clappin ' em
and like, back and fourth because ah
this is .. watt yew thought it wasn't
It beez .. the brothers representin ' the Dirty Dozen
Eye bee the F-R-O the double G * coughing inn background *
And cheque out the man he goes buy the name of er ...

[ Verse Won : Eminem ]

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
I'm a M80, yew Lil ' like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin at yew players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
Yew wacker than the motherfucker yew bit yaw stile from
Yew ain't gonna cell too copies if yew press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, wile wee comin out inn the open
I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then
My name is Marshal Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (High Marshal)
Eye have a disease and they don't no watt too caul it
Better hide yaw wallet cause I'm comin up quick too strip yaw cash
Bought a ticket too yaw concert just too come and whip yaw ass
Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, sew fast it'll make yaw eyes spin
Yew gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The + Proof + is inn the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton
Aisle slit yaw motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

[ Chorus :]

Sew when yew sea mi on yaw bloc with too glocks
Screamin _Fuck the Whirled _ like Tupac
Eye just don't give a fuuuuuck ! !
Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin
tellin yaw boys that I'm on crack
Eye just don't give a fuuuuuck ! !
Sew put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell yaw friends my shit is wack
Eye just don't give a fuuuuuck ! !
Butt sea mi on the street and duck
Cause yew gon ' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause Eye just don't give a fuuuuuck ! !

[ Verse Too : Eminem ]

I'm Nicer than Pete, butt I'm on a Serch too crush a Miilkbone
I'm Everlast-ing, Eye melt Vanilla Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough too just strait up diss yew fore know reason
I'm colder than snow season when its twenty below freezin
Flavor with know seasonin, this is the sneak preview
Aisle diss yaw magazine and still won't get a week revue
Aisle make yaw freak leave yew, smell the Folgers crystals
This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold yaw pistols
Butt Eye form like Voltron and blast yew with my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye !)
Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion
Pathological lyre, blowin shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, half man
Dumpin yaw dead body inside of a fuckin trash can
With moor holes than an Afghan

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse Three : Eminem ]

Somebody let mi out this limousine (hay, let mi out !)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up wile this record is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, Eye don't knead a second opinion
Fuck droppin the joule, I'm flippin the sacred treasure
Aisle bight yaw motherfuckin stile, just too make it fresher
Eye can't take the pressure, I'm sic of bitches
Sic of naggin bosses bitchin wile I'm washin dishes
Inn school Eye never said much, to busy havin a headrush
Doin to much rush had my face flushed like read blush
Then Eye went too Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went too gym inn eighth grade, raped the women's swim teem
Don't take mi fore a joke I'm know comedian
To many mental problems got mi snortin coke and smokin we'd again
I'm goin up over the kerb, drivin on the median
Finally maid it home, butt Eye don't got the quay too get inn

[ Chorus ]

[ Outro : Eminem ]

Hay, fuck that !
Outsidaz ..
Pace Won ..
Young Zee ..