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The one independent rapper in the world!
N9ne!
I am what? out of fucks!

Fed up with everything I'm cynical I ever been
I'll the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a king
Alluding to leveling a leader livin' a dream
Kinda like the on the side of Coretta King!
But the people they me a monster
I a getaway and may need some Kontra
Band in my hand I'm crazy and bonkers
Like I'm rich and my Ivanka!
They give a damn about a good nigga
They wanna take you giving
And put you out in the river a particular bout,
I give you doubt if you is a giver
And nothin' but a digger!
I'ma relay the message you're decay
If karma a deathbed you wanna delay
The drama that Tech said he gonna repay
The one in the way I it wit' a Llama to spray!
When I spit it, niggas, it
'Cause I come wit' it, big
Got 'em livid, when I flip it
They don't wanna dig it but the spirit is not
Not a pity party but I'm fed up the hatred
And how they wanna spit upon and hit the gentle
Not even we sick and mental cases
I open up they mouth a fully and dental they shit!

I am (what!) out of fucks!
I am (what!) out of fucks!

Is it that I'm a panic attack
And I'm tired of fact that I'm like Marvin Hagler
Heart of a battler
Get you out of here
Hit you for standing there, man in mind your manners
And manage your
Your mouth of a minimal double
Stuffed up a Ritalin got me
Got me the pit fighters adrenaline
Sitting inside of a cape
sharpened and bank targeting (get 'em!)
Is it that I'm having a panic
And I'm not gonna it fresh outta fucks
And I make it a habit
I don't the truth and really the fact
That you not giving a fuck I
I seeing on you wishing my tactics
Now the blood up on my and I'm watering my cactus
I'll tackle a pterodactyl and 'em and ride on the back of 'em
them in the abdomen hurry the wings flappin'
We flyin' to and demandin' a pretty penny
And poppin' on the collar I'm hiding the hinky
I am who the pretend to be
Get offended by me they on my energy
There's a penalty
Finna be remedied the epitome of an
In a we cut the noise and become a symphony
a Windom
Family finna be getting a riddly dynasty
N9na and me signin' these twin
Time to be violently murdering my and become reblinded by me and igniting the dynamite and then me Swish!

I am (what!) out of fucks!
I am (what!) out of fucks!

ya if you got the funk a milli fever
Nothing but a sucka diva
Buckin' really we had of the silly negras
get the heata bussin' up to really freeze ya
I'm an abomination when ya on ya
Kinda conversation I'ma ya nation
my congregation of non-sedation
The Don's awakened achin' the of Satan

Who my name and I'm goin'
I'm kinda out of my dorm
My ain't norm
It's I'm facing a eye socket
And his mind pocket
It's achin' the time clock is wastin' a pine box is
I'm they callin' me the killa, killa
There's no feelings it's a general
I'ma 'em, hit 'em all in the middle they feminine
All that bitching is zippiter
Get to kickin' it in the
When I it niggas critic
'Cause time I come with it
The winner victor pen and pad pennin'
And pennin' it and the pyramid I'm it permanent
Here to an initiative
Tryna get it and fittin' in where the is
Put my life and my money freedom at risk for
Give me I don't give a fuck what tradition is
Listen I'm a diamond amongst shit and I'm shit

I am (what!) out of fucks!
I am (what!) out of fucks!