Still Don’t Give a Fuck Lyrics – Eminem

Aftermath debut, The Slim Shady LP, Eminem reaffirms that he does not give a fuck on a track laced with vivid imagery and inventive wordplay. As Em explained in his Angry Blonde book:

This was my manager Paul’s concept. He called me one day while I was in Cali, saying “You need to do a Just Don’t Give A Fuck, Part 2.” I responded, “Yeah … still don’t give a fuck.”

Song Name :	Still Don’t Give a Fuck
Album / Movie :	The Slim Shady LP
Singer :	Eminem
Music Label :	Interscope Records
Cast :	Eminem

A lot of people ask meAm I afraid of death?Hell yeah, I’m afraid of deathI don’t want to die yetA lot of people think that I worship the devilThat I do all types of retarded shitLook, I can’t change the way I thinkAnd I can’t change the way I amBut if I offended youGood‘Cause I still don’t give a fuck

I’m zoning off of one joint stopping a limoHopped in the window, shopping a demo at gunpointA lyricist without a clue, what year is this?Fuck a needle here’s a sword, body pierce with thisLiving amok, never giving a fuckGimme the keys, I’m drunk and I’ve never driven a truckBut I smoke dope in a cabI’ll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grabCome back the next week and re-open your scabA killer instinct runs in the bloodEmptying full clips and burying guns in the mudI’ve calmed down now I was heavy once into drugsI could walk around straight for two months with a buzzMy brain’s gone, my soul’s worn and my spirit is tornThe rest of my body’s still being operated onI’m ducked the fuck down while I’m writing this rhyme‘Cause I’m probably gonna get struck with lightning this time

For all the weed that I’ve smokedYo this blunt’s for youTo all the people I’ve offendedYeah, fuck you too!To all the friends I used to haveYo, I miss my pastBut the rest of you assholes can kiss my assFor all the drugs that I’ve doneYo I’m still gonna doTo all the people I’ve offendedYeah, fuck you too!For every time I reminisceYo, I miss my pastBut I still don’t give a fuck, y’all can kiss my ass

I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill youAnd cut you so fast when your blood spilled, it was still blueI’ll hang you till you dangle and chain you with both anklesAnd pull you apart from both anglesI wanna crush your skull till your brains leaks out of your veinsAnd bust open like broken water mainsSo tell Saddam not to bother with making another bomb‘Cause I’m crushing the whole world in my palmGot your girl on my arm and I’m armed with a firearmSo big my entire arm is a giant firebombBuy your Mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-onAnd the pants to match“Here momma, try ’em on”I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectivesA brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxativesCausing hospital accidentsGod help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again

I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch itSpent a million a track and went over my budgetNow how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt?I can’t rap anymore, I just murdered the alphabetDrug sickness got me doing some bugged twitchesI’m withdrawing from crack so bad my blood itchesI don’t rap to get the women, fuck bitchesGive me a fat slut that cooks and does dishesNever ran with a clique, I’m a posseKamikaze, strapping a motherfucking bomb across meFrom the second I was born my Momma lost meI’m a cross between Manson, Esham and OzzyI don’t know why the fuck I’m here in the first placeMy worst day on this earth was my first birthdayRetarded? What did that nurse say? Brain damage?Fuck, I was born during an earthquake

Still Don’t Give a Fuck Lyrics – Eminem

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