Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh Out!

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

Fed up with everything I'm cynical I ever been
make the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a king
Alluding to leveling a leader a better dream
Kinda the brother on the side of Coretta King!
But the they made me a monster
I need a getaway and may need some
Band in my hand I'm crazy and bonkers
I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!
They give a damn about a good nigga
wanna 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!
I'ma relay the message you're decay
If karma a deathbed you wanna delay
The drama today that Tech said he repay
The one in the way I check it wit' a to spray!
When I it, niggas, quit it
'Cause I come it, big digits
Got 'em livid, when I flip it
don't wanna dig it but the spirit is not authentic
Not a pity but I'm fed up with the hatred
And how wanna spit upon and hit the gentle faces
Not even we sick and mental cases
I open up they mouth wit' a 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 starving like Hagler
Heart of a veteran
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 got me jitterin'
Got me feeling the pit fighters
Sitting inside of a prison
Shank sharpened and targeting (get 'em!)
Is it I'm having a panic attack
And I'm not gonna have it 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 seeing on you my tactics
Now the up on my body and I'm watering my cactus
tackle a pterodactyl and shackle '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 poppin' on the like I'm hiding the hinky
I am who the suckas to be
Get offended by me depend on my energy
There's a penalty
Finna be the epitome of an enemy
In a we cut the noise and become a symphony
a Windom
Family finna be getting behind a riddly
Tecca N9na and me these twin
to be violently 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!

Bleed ya if you got the funk a milli
Nothing but a sucka diva
Buckin' we had enough of the silly negras
Agreed get the heata bussin' up to really ya
I'm an abomination ya on ya hatin'
Kinda conversation I'ma bomb ya
my congregation of non-sedation
The Don's achin' the spawn of Satan

Who my name and I'm goin'
I'm plain out of my dorm
My combination norm
It's I'm facing a eye socket
And his mind pocket
It's achin' the time is wastin' a pine box is awaitin'
I'm salivating they callin' me the killa,
There's no it's sentimental a general
I'ma 'em, hit 'em all in the middle they feminine
All that bitching is non-missable
Get to it in the genitals
When I spit it critic
'Cause every time I come it
The winner victor definitive pen and pad
And it and the pyramid I'm making it permanent
Here to an initiative
Tryna get it and in where the position is
Put my life and my money freedom at for this
Give me mine I give a fuck what 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!