In honor of the Slim Shady LP, turning 17 years old last week This is Eminem's, still don't give a fuck, remixed in one take Let's go, you step into the crypt and your death will be the outcome Your dish records to me get more love than your album You think you got the hottest boss until I doubt some no enemies It's ex-next to him like Malcolm, Malcolm, nobody is worried about their own life Boy, I got that title and you're looking for the cosine You don't like me and you dedicate your whole life to making my worst What a motherfucking boss, right? Come on, this time to grow up being men understand That you'll never sell a record, not a stand, not again So maybe you should form your later plan You do all your salt and me, now you're looking pretty bent I'm looking spicy as a motherfucker I'm home cooked, they've got a microwave, you love the suckers This isn't beef, cause I'm a bison, you're a drink for cover And I ain't vegan, that's precisely what I love for supper For what did drugs I no longer do to all the people I've offended Fuck you too, to the friends I used to have, I missed my past But the rest of US all's, can kiss my ass For what did drugs I no longer do to all the people I've offended Fuck you too, I don't need the reminisce, cleaned up my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass I bet it's not a word that you wanna wish They are too bad and even if you win it doesn't pay You all are crap, snake-eyed, get them off the plane Unless you wanna roll the die, I don't know what a fuck you came So pick a side, I am serving up the main course, flame boil You and your boys, I've got the range for it And I ain't saying I'm the loudest, I just make noise I'm a bed of nails, sleeping on me in a great drawer Yeah, I'll give you terrorists through the night Call me Freddy on the mic, crew get shredded if we fight I'm like you're Booter Burnie, that love ever When I strike, meet your match, make you fall into some carousine of light I'm sorry about your luck Let me put it in perspective for you, I fell off and came back And still nobody's tracking for you And for the wicked, I look forward to your wicked two And every single minute that it's spinning, I'll be killing you For all the drugs, I no longer do To all the people I've offended, fuck you too To the friends I used to have, I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can kiss my ass For all the drugs, I no longer do To all the people I've offended, fuck you too I don't need the reminisce, cleaned up my past But I still don't give a fuck, you're a king kiss my ass