Don't Give a Fuck
Eminem Lyrics


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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, body-pierce with this
Livin' amok, never givin' a fuck
Give me 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

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, 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 every time I reminisce, yo, I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass

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 until you dangle and chain you with both ankles
And pull you apart from both angles
I wanna crush your skull 'til your brains leak out of your veins
And bust open like broken water mains (shh)
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) Causing hospital accidents
God help me, before I commit some irresponsible acts again

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 every time I reminisce, yo, I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass

I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it
Spent a million a track and went over my budget (Oh 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 withdrawin' 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 clique, 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 an earthquake

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 every time I reminisce, I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's song Still Don't Give a Fuck are a testament to his unapologetic, rebellious attitude towards life. In the first verse, Eminem addresses the common question about his fear for death and confirms that, like any human being, he indeed fears it. However, he emphasizes that he is not ready to die yet. He also addresses the misconception that he worships the devil and makes it clear that he cannot change who he is or the way he thinks.


In the second verse, Eminem describes his wild and uncontrolled behavior, marked by drug use, drunk driving, and violent tendencies. He admits to living amok, having a killer instinct, and burying guns in the mud. However, he acknowledges that he has calmed down from heavy drug use but still reminisces about his past behavior. He ends the verse by declaring that he still does not give a fuck about those he has offended in the past.


The third verse continues with Eminem's graphic descriptions of violence, stating that he walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill someone so fast that their blood still spilled blue. He goes on to describe how he wants to crush skulls until brains leak out and bust open like broken water mains. However, he also acknowledges a desire to change and seek redemption for his irresponsible behavior, stating that he wants God to help him before he commits any more reckless acts.


Line by Line Meaning

A lot of people ask me, am I afraid of death?
People often wonder if I fear death.


Hell yeah, I'm afraid of death
Yes, death scares me.


I don't want to die yet
I'm not ready to face death.


A lot of people think that I worship the devil
Many people believe I'm a devil worshipper.


That I do all types of retarded shit
That I engage in all sorts of foolish activity.


Look, I can't change the way I think
I can't alter the way I perceive the world.


And I can't change the way I am
I can't transform my inherent nature.


But if I offended you, good
If my behavior offended you, that's great.


'Cause I still don't give a fuck
Because I still don't care.


I'm zonin' off of one joint, stoppin' a limo
I'm under the influence of drugs, halting a limousine.


Hopped in the window, shoppin' a demo at gunpoint
I climbed into the car window, forcefully presenting my music demo.


A lyricist without a clue, what year is this?
I'm a rapper who's at a loss, what era are we in?


Fuck a needle, here's a sword, body-pierce with this
Syringes are useless, receive a piercing with a sword instead.


Livin' amok, never givin' a fuck
Living recklessly, unconcerned about consequences.


Give me the keys, I'm drunk, and I've never driven a truck
Hand me the truck keys, I'm intoxicated and inexperienced with driving one.


But I smoke dope in a cab
Although I'm not skilled at driving, I still smoke marijuana in a taxi.


I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab
I'll attack you with the most lethal weapon within my reach.


Come back the next week and re-open your scab (Yeah!)
Return the next week to inflict further injury on you.


A killer instinct runs in the blood
A natural urge to kill is part of my DNA.


Emptyin' full clips and buryin' guns in the mud
Firing every bullet in the chamber and disposing of the weapon in dirt.


I've calmed down now, I was heavy once into drugs
I'm no longer as dependent on narcotics as before.


I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz
I'm capable of concealing my substance abuse for extended periods.


My brain's gone, my soul's worn, and my spirit is torn
My mental state is deteriorating, as is my emotional well-being.


The rest of my body's still bein' operated on
While some parts of me are on the mend, other parts still need attention.


I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writin' this rhyme
I'm hiding while I compose these lyrics.


'Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightnin' this time
Because I'm likely to experience serious consequences for what I'm writing.


For all the weed that I've smoked, yo, this blunt's for you
This marijuana joint is for all the drug use I've engaged in.


To all the people I've offended, yeah, fuck you too!
To all those I've upset, I don't care about your feelings either.


To all the friends I used to have, I miss my past
I miss the people who were once my friends.


But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass
As for everyone else, I don't care to associate with you.


For all the drugs that I've done, yo, I'm still gon' do
Regardless of the past, I plan to continue using drugs.


I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you
I'm prepared to attack in a situation where others have guns.


And cut you so fast, when your blood spilled, it was still blue
I'd slice you so quickly that your bleeding wounds wouldn't turn red.


I'll hang you until you dangle and chain you with both ankles
I'd suspend you by your ankles, leaving you to dangle.


And pull you apart from both angles
I'd rip apart your body in opposite directions.


I wanna crush your skull 'til your brains leak out of your veins
I crave to smash your head until brain matter seeps out.


And bust open like broken water mains (shh)
And pour out as if a ruptured pipe.


So tell Saddam not to bother with makin' another bomb
There's no need for Saddam to create another weapon of mass destruction.


'Cause I'm crushin' the whole world in my palm
I hold the power to destroy everything.


Got your girl on my arm, and I'm armed with a firearm
I'm dressed in an armament with your significant other as my companion.


So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb
The explosive device I'm holding is so massive, it's like having a bomb attached to my arm.


Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on
Purchase a T-shirt for your mother with a graphic of me, Slim Shady, ironed onto it.


And the pants to match (Here, Momma, try 'em on)
Along with the top, the matching pants can also be tried on.


I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives
I'm creative with my language, using many descriptive words.


A brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives
My mind is full of adverbs, and I carry with me a box of laxatives.


(Shittin' on rappers) Causing hospital accidents
My ability to outperform other artists leads to their embarrassment and hospitalization.


God help me, before I commit some irresponsible acts again
I'm asking for divine intervention to prevent future reckless behavior on my part.


To all the friends I used to have, yo, I miss my past
I feel nostalgic for the companionship of former friends.


I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it
I desired an album so intense, it would be untouchable by others.


Spent a million a track and went over my budget (Oh shit)
I exceeded my spending allowance by a million dollars per song.


Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt?
With the excessive costs incurred, I'm unsure how to resolve my debts.


I can't rap anymore, I just murdered the alphabet
My proficiency in rap is so advanced, it's as if I killed the basic building blocks of language.


Drug sickness got me doin' some bugged twitches
Withdrawal from drugs has me experiencing abnormal movements.


I'm withdrawin' from crack so bad my blood itches
I'm suffering from severe symptoms as I detox from crack cocaine.


I don't rap to get the women, fuck bitches!
I'm not pursuing women through my music; I have no interest in them.


Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes
I prefer plus-sized women with domestic skills.


Never ran with a clique, I'm a posse
I never fit in with a group; instead, I roll with a larger entourage.


Kamikaze, strappin' a motherfuckin' bomb across me
I'm fearless like a kamikaze pilot, with explosives attached to my body.


From the second I was born, my momma lost me
Since my birth, my mother hasn't known how to handle me.


I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy
I possess qualities similar to those of Charles Manson, Esham, and Ozzy Osbourne.


I don't know why the fuck I'm here in the first place
I'm unsure of my purpose for even existing.


My worst day on this Earth was my first birthday
My life has been difficult from the very beginning, starting with my first birthday.


Retarded? What did that nurse say?
What did the nurse call me at birth?


Brain damage? Fuck! I was born during an earthquake
Did the earthquake during my birth cause my mental problems?


For every time I reminisce, I miss my past
I often look back on my past with longing.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Jeff Bass, Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers

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