Below, you will find the lyrics for Just Don't Give A F*** by Eminem.
I get your hands in the air and get to clappin' 'em
And like, back and forth because
This is what you thought it wasn't
It be the brothers representing the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man
He goes by the name of
Slim Shady brain dead like Jim Brady
I'm an M-80, you Lil' like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin'
Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you playas' 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 smack, 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
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 Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your throat worse than Ron Goldman
So, when you see me on your block with two Glocks
Screaming, the world' like 2Pac
I just don't give a
Talking that behind my back, dirty macking
Telling your boys that I'm on
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 gonna get stuck, stole and snuck
'Cause I just don't give a
I'm Nicer than Pete but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone
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 20 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
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 trash can
With more holes than an afghan
So, when you see me on your block with two Glocks
Screaming, the world' like 2Pac
I just don't give a
Talking that behind my back, dirty macking
Telling your boys that I'm on
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 finna get stuck, stole, and snuck
'Cause I just don't give a
Somebody let me out this limousine
I'm a caged demon
On stage screaming like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend
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 style just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure
I'm sick of
Sick of nagging bosses bitching 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 8th grade, the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke, I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems
Got me snorting 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
So, when you see me on your block with two Glocks
Screaming, the world' like 2Pac
I just don't give a
Talking that behind my back, dirty macking
Telling your boys that I'm on
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 finna get stuck, stole, and snuck
'Cause I just don't give a