Just Don't Give A F**k (Live) - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Written by：Jeff Ba**/Mark Ba**/Marshall Mathers

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 schoolteacher

You walker than the motherf**ker you bit your style from

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

Admit it f**k it while we coming out in the open

I'm doing acid crack smack coke and smoking d**e then

My name is mars hall mashers I'm an alcoholic hi mars hall

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 a**

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

You getting knocked the f**k out like mike Tyson

The proof is in the pudding just ask the deshaun holton

I'll slit your motherf**kin throat worse than ron goldman

So when you see me on your block with two glocks

Screaming f**k the world like tupac

I just don't give a f**k

Talking that sh*t behind my back dirty mackin

Telling your boys that I'm on crack

I just don't give a f**k

So put my tape back on the rack

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

I just don't give a f**k

But see me on the street and duck

Cause you gon' get stuck stoned and snuffed

Cause I just don't give a f**k