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

Fed up with I'm cynical than I ever been
I'll make the Beretta ring if any up at a king
Alluding to a leader livin' a better dream
Kinda like the on the side of Coretta King!
But the people they me a monster
I need a and may need some Kontra
Band in my I'm goin' crazy and bonkers
I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!
They give a damn about a good nigga
They take what you giving
And put you out in the river without a bout,
I you doubt if you is a fallacy giver
And but a salary digger!
relay the message you're gonna decay
If displays 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 wit' it, big digits
Got 'em livid, I quick flip it
They don't dig it but the spirit is not authentic
Not a pity party but I'm fed up with the
And how wanna spit upon and hit the gentle faces
Not even knowing we and mental cases
I open up they mouth wit' a fully and they shit!

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

Is it that I'm having a panic
And I'm tired of fact that I'm starving like Hagler
of a battler veteran
Get you out of here
Hit you for standing there, man in here mind your
And manage mannerisms
Your mouth of a double dribblin'
up a Ritalin got me jitterin'
Got me feeling the pit adrenaline
inside of a cape prison
Shank and bank targeting (get 'em!)
Is it that I'm having a panic
And I'm not gonna have it fresh outta
And I make it a habit
I don't the truth and really the fact
That you not giving a I practice
I seeing on you wishing my tactics
Now the blood up on my body and I'm watering my
I'll a pterodactyl and shackle 'em and ride on the back of 'em
them in the abdomen hurry the wings flappin'
We flyin' to Strangeland and a pretty penny
And poppin' on the collar like I'm the hinky
I am who the suckas to be
Get offended by me they on my energy
a penalty nigga
Finna be remedied the of an enemy
In a we cut the noise and become a symphony
a Windom
Family be getting behind a riddly dynasty
Tecca N9na and me signin' twin
Time to be violently murdering my mind and become by me and igniting the dynamite and then me Swish!

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

Bleed ya if you got the funk a milli
Nothing but a sucka diva
really we had enough of the silly negras
Agreed get the heata up to really freeze ya
I'm an when ya on ya hatin'
Kinda conversation I'ma bomb ya
With my congregation of
The Don's awakened achin' the of Satan

Who my name and I'm goin'
I'm kinda plain out of my
My ain't norm
like I'm facing a eye socket
And his mind pocket
It's the time clock is wastin' a pine box is awaitin'
I'm they callin' me the killa, killa
There's no feelings it's sentimental a
I'ma hammer 'em, hit 'em all in the they feminine
All that is non-missable zippiter
Get to it in the genitals
When I spit it niggas
'Cause every time I come it
The winner victor pen and pad pennin'
And pennin' it and the pyramid I'm making it
Here to stay an
Tryna get it and fittin' in the position is
Put my life and my freedom at risk for this
Give me mine I don't give a fuck tradition is
Listen I'm a diamond amongst shit and I'm killing

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