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

Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I ever
make the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a king
Alluding to leveling a leader livin' a better
Kinda the brother on the side of Coretta King!
But the people they me a monster
I a getaway and may need some Kontra
Band in my I'm goin' crazy and bonkers
Like I'm and my baby's Ivanka!
They don't a damn about a good nigga
wanna take what you giving
And put you out in the river a particular bout,
I you doubt if you is a fallacy giver
And nothin' but a digger!
I'ma relay the message 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!
I spit it, niggas, quit it
'Cause I come it, big digits
Got 'em livid, when I quick 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 they spit upon and hit the gentle faces
Not even knowing we sick and mental
I open up mouth wit' a fully and dental 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 like Marvin Hagler
Heart of a battler
Get you from out of
Hit you for standing there, man in here mind manners
And manage mannerisms
mouth of a minimal double dribblin'
Stuffed up a Ritalin got me
Got me the pit fighters adrenaline
Sitting inside of a prison
Shank sharpened and targeting (get 'em!)
Is it that I'm having a panic
And I'm not gonna have it outta fucks
And I make it a habit
I know the truth and really the fact
That you not giving a fuck I
I been 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
Slapping them in the abdomen hurry the wings
We flyin' to Strangeland and a pretty penny
And on the collar like I'm hiding the hinky
I am who the pretend to be
Get offended by me they depend on my
There's a nigga
Finna be remedied the of an enemy
In a minute we cut the noise and become a
Catch a
Family finna be behind a riddly dynasty
Tecca N9na and me signin' these
Time to be murdering my mind 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 billy diva
Buckin' really we had enough of the silly
Agreed get the heata bussin' up to really ya
I'm an abomination when ya on ya
Kinda conversation bomb ya nation
With my congregation of
The Don's awakened the spawn of Satan

Who call my and I'm goin'
I'm kinda plain out of my
My ain't norm
It's like I'm a eye socket
And breaking his pocket
It's achin' the time clock is a pine box is awaitin'
I'm they callin' me the killa, killa
no feelings it's sentimental a general
I'ma hammer 'em, hit 'em all in the they feminine
All that is non-missable zippiter
Get to it in the genitals
I spit it niggas critic
'Cause every time I with it
The winner victor definitive pen and pad
And pennin' it and the pyramid I'm it permanent
Here to stay an
get it and fittin' in where the position is
Put my life and my money freedom at risk for
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!