Eminem

Eminem - Still Don't Give A Fuck lyrics

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[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. am I afraid of death..
Hell yeah I`m afraid of death
I don`t want to die yet
A lot of people think.. that I worship the devil..
that I do all types of.. retarded shit
Look, I can`t change the way I think
And I can`t change the way I am
But if I offended you?  Good
Cause I still don`t give a fuck
I`m zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo
Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint
A lyricist without a clue, what year is this?
Fuck a needle, here`s a sword, bodypierce with this
Livin amuk, never givin a fuck
Gimme the keys I`m drunk, and I`ve never driven a truck
But I smoke dope in a cab
I`ll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab
Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!)
A killer instinct runs in the blood
Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud
I`ve calmed down now -- I was heavy once into drugs
I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz
My brain`s gone, my soul`s worn and my spirit is torn
The rest of my body`s still bein operated on
I`m ducked the fuck down while I`m writin this rhyme
Cause I`m probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time
Chorus: 
For all the weed that I`ve smoked - yo this blunt`s for you
To all the people I`ve offended - yeah fuck you too!
To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past
But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS
For all the drugs that I`ve done - yo I`m still gon` do
To all the people I`ve offended - yeah fuck you too!
For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past
But I still don`t give a fuck, y`all can KISS MY ASS
[Eminem]
I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you
And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue
I`ll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles
And pull you apart from both angles
I wanna crush your skull til your brains leaks out of your veins
And bust open like broken water mains
So tell Saddam not to bother with makin another bomb 
Cause I`m crushin the whole world in my palm
Got your girl on my arm and I`m armed with a firearm
So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb
Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on
And the pants to match ("Here momma try em on")
I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives,
a brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives
(Shittin on rappers)  Causin hospital accidents
God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again 
Chorus
[Eminem]
I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it
Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Ohh shit!)
Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt?
I can`t rap anymore - I just murdered the alphabet
Drug sickness got me doin some bugged twitches
I`m withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches
I don`t rap to get the women - fuck bitches 
Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes
Never ran with a click - I`m a posse
Kamikaze, strappin a motherfuckin bomb across me
From the second I was born, my momma lost me 
I`m a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy
I don`t know why the fuck I`m here in the first place 
My worst day on this earth was my first birthday
Retarded?  What did that nurse say?  Brain damage?
Fuck, I was born during the earthquake
Chorus
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Copyrights:

Author: Jeff Bass, Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers

Composer: ?

Publisher: UMG Recordings, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: The Slim Shady LP (1999) , Slim Shady (expanded edition) (2019)

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