【Verse 1】 Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfxcker you bit yo' style from You ain't gon' sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fxck it, while we comin' out in the open I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke, and smokin' doxe then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet 'cause I'm comin' up quick to strip yo' cash Bought a ticket to yo' concert just to come and whip yo' ass Bixch, I'm comin' out swingin' so fast it'll make yo' eyes spin You gettin' knocked the fxck out like Mike Tyson (Pssh) The proof is in the puddin', just ask DeShaun Holton I'll slit yo' motherfxckin' throat worse than Ron Goldman 【Chorus】 So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks Screamin', "Fxck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fxck) Talkin' that shxt behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fxck) So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends My shxt is wack (I just don't give a fxck) But see me on the street and duck 'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed ('Cause I just don't give a fxck) 【Verse 2】 I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milkbone I'm everlastin', 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 freezin' Flavor with no seasoning, this is the sneak preview I'll diss yo' magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make yo' freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is lyrical combat, gentlemen, hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, M&M was the old initials (Bye-bye) Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion Pathological liar, blowin' shxt outta proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin' yo' dead body inside of a fxckin' trash can With more holes than an afghan 【Chorus】 So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks Screamin', "Fxck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fxck) Talkin' that shxt behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fxck) So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends My shxt is wack (I just don't give a fxck) But see me on the street and duck 'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed ('Cause I just don't give a fxck) 【Verse 3】 Somebody let me out this limousine (Hey, let me out) I'm a caged demon On stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend Shootin' up while this record is spinnin' Clinically brain-dead, I don't need a second opinion Fxck droppin' a jewel, I'm flippin' a sacred treasure I'll bite yo' motherfxckin' style just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bixches Sick of naggin' bosses bixchin' while I'm washin' dishes In school, I never said much, too busy havin' a head rush Doin' 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 eighth grade, raxe the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke, I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again I'm goin' up over the curb, drivin' on the median Finally made it home but I don't got the key to get in 【Chorus】 So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks Screamin', "Fxck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fxck) Talkin' that shxt behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fxck) So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends My shxt is wack (I just don't give a fxck) But see me on the street and duck 'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed ('Cause I just don't give a fxck)
[00:02.616]【Verse 1】 [00:09.743]Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady [00:12.095]I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady [00:14.903]I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer [00:17.727]Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer [00:20.655]You wacker than the motherfxcker you bit yo' style from [00:24.201]You ain't gon' sell two copies if you press a double album [00:26.415]Admit it, fxck it, while we comin' out in the open [00:29.047]I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke, and smokin' doxe then [00:32.287]My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic [00:35.279]I have a disease and they don't know what to call it [00:37.447]Better hide your wallet 'cause I'm comin' up quick to strip yo' cash [00:40.297]Bought a ticket to yo' concert just to come and whip yo' ass [00:42.887]Bixch, I'm comin' out swingin' so fast it'll make yo' eyes spin [00:47.103]You gettin' knocked the fxck out like Mike Tyson (Pssh) [00:48.903]The proof is in the puddin', just ask DeShaun Holton [00:51.936]I'll slit yo' motherfxckin' throat worse than Ron Goldman [00:54.575]【Chorus】 [00:54.951]So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks [00:57.015]Screamin', "Fxck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fxck) [01:00.071]Talkin' that shxt behind my back, dirty mackin' [01:02.559]Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fxck) [01:04.151]So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends [01:08.927]My shxt is wack (I just don't give a fxck) [01:11.527]But see me on the street and duck [01:13.279]'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed [01:15.391]('Cause I just don't give a fxck) [01:16.447]【Verse 2】 [01:16.959]I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milkbone [01:19.656]I'm everlastin', I melt vanilla ice like silicone [01:22.863]I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason [01:25.510]I'm colder than snow season when it's 20 below freezin' [01:28.543]Flavor with no seasoning, this is the sneak preview [01:31.415]I'll diss yo' magazine and still won't get a weak review [01:34.087]I'll make yo' freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals [01:37.015]This is lyrical combat, gentlemen, hold your pistols [01:39.687]But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles [01:42.638]Slim Shady, M&M was the old initials (Bye-bye) [01:45.303]Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion [01:47.367]Pathological liar, blowin' shxt outta proportion [01:50.575]The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic [01:53.407]Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict [01:56.287]Half animal, half man [01:57.671]Dumpin' yo' dead body inside of a fxckin' trash can [02:00.398]With more holes than an afghan [02:02.271]【Chorus】 [02:02.511]So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks [02:05.671]Screamin', "Fxck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fxck) [02:06.511]Talkin' that shxt behind my back, dirty mackin' [02:10.463]Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fxck) [02:13.575]So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends [02:16.279]My shxt is wack (I just don't give a fxck) [02:18.969]But see me on the street and duck [02:20.815]'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed [02:22.783]('Cause I just don't give a fxck) [02:23.791]【Verse 3】 [02:24.047]Somebody let me out this limousine (Hey, let me out) [02:26.489]I'm a caged demon [02:27.271]On stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine [02:29.799]I'm convinced I'm a fiend [02:31.231]Shootin' up while this record is spinnin' [02:33.447]Clinically brain-dead, I don't need a second opinion [02:36.023]Fxck droppin' a jewel, I'm flippin' a sacred treasure [02:38.791]I'll bite yo' motherfxckin' style just to make it fresher [02:41.624]I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bixches [02:44.072]Sick of naggin' bosses bixchin' while I'm washin' dishes [02:47.048]In school, I never said much, too busy havin' a head rush [02:49.791]Doin' too much rush, had my face flushed like red blush [02:52.711]Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed [02:55.375]Went to gym in eighth grade, raxe the women's swim team [02:58.455]Don't take me for a joke, I'm no comedian [03:00.535]Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again [03:04.015]I'm goin' up over the curb, drivin' on the median [03:06.599]Finally made it home but I don't got the key to get in [03:09.247]【Chorus】 [03:09.583]So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks [03:12.215]Screamin', "Fxck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fxck) [03:14.223]Talkin' that shxt behind my back, dirty mackin' [03:17.415]Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack (I just don't give a fxck) [03:21.041]So put my tape back on the rack, go run and tell your friends [03:23.967]My shxt is wack (I just don't give a fxck) [03:26.383]But see me on the street and duck [03:28.167]'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed [03:30.503]('Cause I just don't give a fxck)
