Eminem Feat. Frogg - Just Don't Give A Fuck (The Slim Shady EP,1997) | Текст песни

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• Eminem Feat. Frogg
• Just Don't Give A Fuck (The Slim Shady EP,1997)

Intro: frogg

Whoah!

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 wasnt

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

Im a m80, you lil like that kim lady

Im 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 aint gonna sell two copies if you press a double album

Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open

Im doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then

My name is marshall mathers, Im an alcoholic (hi marshall)

I have a disease and they dont know what to call it

Better hide your wallet cause Im comin up quick to strip your cash

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

Bitch, Im comin out swingin, so fast itll make your eyes spin

You gettin knocked the fuck out like mike tyson

The +proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the deshaun holton

Ill 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 dont give a fuuuuuck!!

Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin

Tellin your boys that Im on crack

I just dont give a fuuuuuck!!

So put my tape back on the rack

Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack

I just dont give a fuuuuuck!!

But see me on the street and duck

Cause you gon get stuck, stoned, and snuffed

Cause I just dont give a fuuuuuck!!

Verse two: eminem

Im nicer than pete, but Im on a serch to crush a miilkbone

Im everlast-ing, I melt vanilla ice like silicone

Im ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason

Im colder than snow season when its twenty below freezin

Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview

Ill diss your magazine and still wont get a weak review

Ill 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

Chorus

Verse three: eminem

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

Im a caged demon, on stage screamin like rage against the machine

Im convinced Im a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin

Clinically brain dead, I dont need a second opinion

Fuck droppin the jewel, Im flippin the sacred treasure

Ill bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher

I cant take the pressure, Im sick of bitches

Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while Im 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, thats when my face grayed

Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the womens swim team

Dont take me for a joke Im no comedian

Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again

Im goin up over the curb, drivin on the median

Finally made it home, but I dont got the key to get in

Chorus

Outro: eminem

Hey, fuck that!

Outsidaz..

Pace one..

Young zee..

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