Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh Out!

The number one independent in the world!
N9ne!
I am Fresh out of fucks!

Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I been
I'll make the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a
Alluding to leveling a leader livin' a better
Kinda like the brother on the side of King!
But the they made me a monster
I need a getaway and may need some
Band in my hand I'm goin' and bonkers
I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!
They give a damn about a good nigga
They wanna what you giving
And put you out in the without a particular bout,
I give you doubt if you is a fallacy
And but a salary digger!
I'ma relay the message you're decay
If karma displays a you wanna delay
The drama today that Tech he gonna repay
The one in the way I it wit' a Llama to spray!
I spit it, niggas, quit it
'Cause I wit' it, big digits
Got 'em livid, I quick flip it
They wanna dig it but the spirit is not authentic
Not a pity party but I'm fed up with the
And how they wanna spit upon and hit the gentle
Not even knowing we sick and mental
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 I'm having a panic attack
And I'm tired of that I'm starving like Marvin Hagler
of a battler veteran
Get you from out of
Hit you for there, man in here mind your manners
And manage your
mouth of a minimal double dribblin'
Stuffed up a got me jitterin'
Got me the pit fighters adrenaline
inside of a cape prison
Shank sharpened and bank (get 'em!)
Is it I'm having a panic attack
And I'm not gonna it fresh outta fucks
And I make it a habit
I don't know the and really the fact
That you not giving a fuck I
I been on you wishing my tactics
Now the blood up on my body and I'm my cactus
I'll tackle a and shackle 'em and ride on the back of 'em
Slapping them in the abdomen hurry the flappin'
We flyin' to Strangeland and demandin' a pretty
And on the collar like I'm hiding the hinky
I am who the pretend to be
Get by me they depend on my energy
There's a nigga
Finna be remedied the of an enemy
In a minute we cut the noise and become a
a Windom
Family finna be behind a riddly dynasty
Tecca N9na and me signin' these
Time to be violently 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!

Bleed ya if you got the funk a fever
Nothing but a billy diva
Buckin' really we had of the silly negras
get the heata bussin' up to really freeze ya
I'm an abomination ya on ya hatin'
Kinda conversation bomb ya nation
my congregation of non-sedation
The Don's awakened achin' the 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 facing a eye
And breaking his pocket
It's the time clock is wastin' a pine box is awaitin'
I'm salivating they callin' me the killa,
no feelings it's sentimental a general
I'ma hammer 'em, hit 'em all in the middle they
All that bitching is non-missable
Get to it in the genitals
When I spit it critic
every time I come with it
The winner victor definitive pen and pad
And pennin' it and the pyramid I'm making it
to stay an initiative
Tryna get it and fittin' in the position is
Put my life and my money freedom at for this
Give me mine I don't give a what tradition is
Listen I'm a amongst shit and I'm killing shit

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