15-Just Don
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Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez, the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
I'm a M-eighty, 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 motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the open
I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope 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 comin' up quick to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin
You gettin' knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The Proof is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and duck
'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
'Cause I just don't give a fuck!

I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milk bone
I'm Everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just straight up dis you for no reason
I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin'
Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
I'll dis 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 (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion
Pathological liar, blowin' shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, half man
Dumpin' your dead body inside of a fuckin' trash can
With more holes than an Afghan

So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and duck
'Cause you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
'Cause I just don't give a fuck!

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
Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
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, raped 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

So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and duck
'Cause you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
'Cause I just don't give a fuck!

(Shit, fuck everyone)
Outsiders




Pace one
Young Zee (fuck the entire world)

Overall Meaning

"Just Don't Give a F***" is a song by Eminem that was released in 1999 on his album titled The Slim Shady LP. The song starts with someone instructing the audience to put their hands in the air and clap, and then a group calling themselves the "Dirty Dozen" introduces themselves. Eminem, known as Slim Shady, then starts rapping about the music industry, using various insults to describe other rappers who he perceives to have stolen his style. He raps about drug abuse, alcoholism, and mental health problems, admitting that he has a disease, but the doctors don't know what it is. Eminem concludes the song with a series of profanity-filled verses.


At the time of the release, "Just Don't Give a F***" was heavily criticized for its offensive lyrics and vulgar language, which many perceived as glorifying violence and sexism. However, the song is now seen as a classic in the genre of hardcore hip-hop and is widely regarded as an excellent example of Eminem's early work.


Line by Line Meaning

A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
Please clap your hands together and wave them in the air


And like, back and forth because ah
Please wave your hands back and forth


This is, what you thought it wasn't
This is what you didn't anticipate


It beez, the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
We are the group representing the Dirty Dozen


I be the F-R-O the double G
I am F-R-O the double G


And check out the man he goes by the name of er
And please take a look at this man, whose name I can't remember


Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
Slim Shady is like Jim Brady, whose brain is damaged


I'm a M-eighty, you Little like that Kim lady
I am like an M-eighty, while you are like the little Kim lady


I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
I am high, part of Dirty Dozen, and express obscene lyrics


Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
I am cussing at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer


You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You are useless, and the person from whom you copied your style is even more so.


You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
If you release a double album, you won't be able to sell even two copies


Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the open
You should accept the truth because we have already revealed it


I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope then
I'm using various drugs for recreational purposes


My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
My name is Marshall Mathers, and I'm an alcoholic


I have a disease and they don't know what to call it
I have a disease, but they don't know how to diagnose it


Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin' up quick to strip your cash
You better conceal your wallet because I'm gunning for your money


Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass
I purchased a ticket to your concert for just one purpose- to beat you up


Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin
I'm going to come out fighting and rapidly, so it will leave you dazed


You gettin' knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
You are going to get knocked out, just like Mike Tyson beat his opponents


The Proof is in the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
The evidence is undeniable, just ask Deshaun Holton


I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman
I'll cut your throat as brutally as Ron Goldman's throat was cut


So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Therefore, if you see me in your neighborhood with two guns


Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac
Shouting, 'Fuck the world,' like 2pac did


I just don't give a fuck!
I don't care!


Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
You are bad-mouthing me behind my back


Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
You are spreading rumors about me, saying that I'm on drugs


So put my tape back on the rack
Therefore, place my music back on the shelf


Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
Go tell your friends that my music is bad


But see me on the street and duck
But, if you see me on the street, run away


'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Otherwise, you'll be beaten up or killed


'Cause I just don't give a fuck!
Because I don't care!


I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milk bone
I am a very nice person, but I am looking to humiliate someone weak


I'm Everlasting, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone
I'm timeless, and I mock Vanilla Ice


I'm ill enough to just straight up dis you for no reason
I am sick enough to insult you without any provocation


I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin'
I am as cold as winter when it's twenty degrees below freezing


Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
This is only a teaser with no actual content


I'll dis your magazine and still won't get a weak review
I'll criticize your magazine and still receive a positive review


I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals
I will make your girlfriend leave you and smell the Folgers powder


This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols
We are in a lyrical battle, so prepare for war


But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles
I become Voltron and attack with my shoulder missiles


Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Slim Shady and Eminem refer to the exact same person


Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion
Extortion, drug use, and supporting abortion


Pathological liar, blowin' shit out of proportion
I am a pathological liar who exaggerates everything


The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
I am crazy, eccentric, and unpredictable


Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
I act impulsively, drink alcohol uncontrollably, and I'm an addict


Half animal, half man
I'm a hybrid of animal and man


Dumpin' your dead body inside of a fuckin' trash can
I'm dumping your dead body in a trash can after killing you


With more holes than an Afghan
Your body will have more bullets than an Afghan blanket


'Cause you fittin' to get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
You will get beaten up or killed


Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
Please let me out of the limousine


I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine
I'm like a caged demon, screaming on stage just like Rage Against the Machine


I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin' up while this record is spinnin'
I am positive that I'm a demon, and I'm injecting drugs while listening to this record


Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
I am clinically brain-dead, and I'm sure of it


Fuck droppin' the jewel, I'm flippin' the sacred treasure
I'm not sharing any good ideas, just mocking them


I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I'll steal your style just to make it seem fresh


I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
I can't handle the pressure, and I'm tired of women


Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
I'm tired of my bosses yelling at me while washing dishes


In school I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
I never spoke in school because I was always busy getting high


Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
Taking too much stimulants resulted in my face flushing


Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
After drinking Jim Beam, my face turned gray


Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
When I was in the eighth grade and went to the gym, I sexually assaulted the women's swim team


Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Don't laugh at me, I'm not trying to be funny


Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
I have too many mental problems, which cause me to take drugs again


I'm goin' up over the curb, drivin' on the median
I'm driving recklessly and driving over the median


Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in
I reached home, but I don't have the key to get inside


(Shit, fuck everyone)
I don't care about anyone!


Outsiders
We are outsiders


Pace one
This line refers to the hip hop artist Pacewon


Young Zee (fuck the entire world)
This line refers to the hip-hop artist Young Zee; he is saying 'fuck the entire world'




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Mark Randy Bass, Marshall Mathers

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@DrBeauHightower

Prime Em was a beast.

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We Know that

@albeanie7977

horrocore eminem is the best

@Vijay-zt6ws

"bitch I still fly as zipper"_ Premonition (M2BMB)

@kshitijluthra7568

Still love the music he puts out

@rageagainstthemainstream2164

Still is just rather he’d keep politics out of it

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@charles7878

I got suspended from elementary school for bringing this tape to school in 99. Totally worth it

@bettyhopper4509

Fucking legend mate

@MesnonyGamer

You gain my respect

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ima do that when go back to middle

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