Check out my new song, "Call It Quits"!

So, I decided to remake Eminem's "Still Don't Give A Fuck", since it's one of my favorite Eminem songs. Check it out, and leave comments please! :D

http://hulkshare.com/klswmaimkp3v

Wouldn't be cold if you were stealin fridges .... haha tight

GangusKahn wrote:Wouldn't be cold if you were stealin fridges .... haha tight

Thanks for the comment, I really try my best lol

Easily one of the better rappers on here. Amazing work man!

Holy shit man! Perfect beat for this flow, sick track.

ClapYo! wrote:Easily one of the better rappers on here. Amazing work man!

agreed. you went well with this beat bro. good work!

Wow, thanks for the feedback! I honestly thought this track wasn't that good. I felt like I was biting Em's style too much. But, here are the lyrics, just in case you needed them:

Verse 1:
Can't give a long finger,
Whether you a song singer,
Or a track ripper,
I rip your back quicker,
Drown some 'yac liquor,
Feel like my sack's bigger,
Motherfuck what you think,
I am that nigga,
On a crash course,
Hell is your destination,
Or maybe even purgatory as a second placement,
You can shoot down the Muhammeds, or arrest the Casons,
Hire a private eye to conduct investigations,
The onslaught continues,
We all rock the venues,
Fans flockin and pants droppin,
We ain't stoppin,
You dudes wouldn't be thug if you had 'Pac within you,
And you can be outside the bar to get the shots I sent you,
The main menace to this artform,
If your heart's warm,
You could be a living donor,
Hope I didn't know ya,
Run around actin Greece-ier than Macedonia,
Battle the chiropractor,
I will crack your bones up.

Chorus:
You ever had a tragedy, Go ahead, battle me, witness verbal mastery, paint another masterpiece, all you other rhymers better fuckin call it quits, before I have blood leaking out your orifice. (x2)

Verse 2:
I was once told that life is about building bridges,
You niggas wouldn't be cool if you were stealing fridges,
Don't rub me the wrong way,
Do you feel the friction?
Hooked on knowledge and music,
Got a real addiction,
Feds could take one fourth of my team and fill the prisons,
Sorta like Magic Johnson,
I am the illest living,
Murdering microphones,
I'm enticed with tones,
And there's a whole bunch of chicken's thighs I'd like to bone,
And when I write my songs,
It seems cataclysmic,
Seeing more numbers than I can handle,
Like bad addition,
Rally my troops for a common cause,
Like murdering those opposed to me rhyming bars,
My style is SARS,
And my walk is SIDS,
And you'll be coming down with both if you talkin shit,
We armed up and no longer we talkin,
We bombin and sparkin the Thomas,
Eat you alive so you can rot in my vomit.

Chorus:
You ever had a tragedy, Go ahead, battle me, witness verbal mastery, paint another masterpiece, all you other rhymers better fuckin call it quits, before I have blood leaking out your orifice. (x2)

Verse 3:
Sent a fifth of lead at your thyroid gland,
My rhymes are cancerous,
I got a fibroid stance,
I can't even see y'all,
But my boys can,
Spit that salmonella,
Them typhoid rants,
I'll stab you in your stomach to remove some cholesterol,
Next I'm making an incision on your neck and jaw,
Matter fact on second thought,
I'll just caress my balls,
While your flesh is to be served down at the messing hall,
I ain't stressed at all,
Cause I'm the next to ball,
I'll headbutt your grandmother just to test your gall,
Never gave a fuck,
Still don't give a fuck,
Still won't give a fuck,
Pour acid in a sippy cup and make you sip the cup,
Turn your system up,
This is verbal fisticuffs,
I'm involved with risky stuff,
Say a prayer for this player,
Have a candlelight vigil,
For the cannibal who knows how to handle pistols,
Bring your manz with you.

Dope shit son. Glad to see another rapper from B-more who can actually spit.

410MaXiMuS wrote:Dope shit son. Glad to see another rapper from B-more who can actually spit.

:) That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

You should post more man, you're good at this shit.

Great track man, keep it up!

Fucking dope