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 ever
make the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a king
Alluding to a leader livin' a better dream
like 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 I'm goin' crazy and bonkers
I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!
They give a damn about a good nigga
They wanna take what you
And put you out in the river without a bout,
I give you doubt if you is a giver
And but a salary digger!
I'ma relay the message you're gonna
If karma a deathbed you wanna delay
The drama today that Tech he gonna repay
The one in the way I check it wit' a to spray!
I spit it, niggas, quit it
'Cause I come it, big digits
Got 'em livid, when I quick it
don't wanna dig it but the spirit is not authentic
Not a pity party but I'm fed up the hatred
And how they spit upon and hit the gentle faces
Not knowing 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 having a attack
And I'm tired of fact that I'm starving like Hagler
Heart of a veteran
Get you out of here
Hit you for standing there, man in here your manners
And manage mannerisms
Your of a minimal double dribblin'
Stuffed up a Ritalin got me
Got me feeling the pit 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 fresh fucks
And I don't it a habit
I don't know the truth and the fact
That you not giving a fuck I
I been seeing on you my tactics
Now the blood up on my body and I'm my cactus
I'll tackle a pterodactyl and shackle 'em and ride on the of 'em
Slapping them in the abdomen hurry the flappin'
We to Strangeland and demandin' a pretty penny
And on the collar like I'm hiding the hinky
I am who the suckas to be
Get offended by me they depend on my
a penalty nigga
Finna be remedied the epitome of an
In a minute we cut the and become a symphony
a Windom
Family finna be getting behind a riddly
Tecca N9na and me these twin
Time to be violently murdering my mind and become reblinded by me and igniting the 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 enough of the negras
Agreed get the heata bussin' up to really ya
I'm an abomination ya on ya hatin'
Kinda conversation I'ma ya nation
With my of non-sedation
The Don's awakened the spawn of Satan

Who call my name and I'm
I'm kinda out of my dorm
My combination ain't
It's I'm facing a eye socket
And his mind pocket
achin' the time clock is wastin' a pine box is awaitin'
I'm salivating they callin' me the killa,
There's no feelings sentimental a general
I'ma hammer 'em, hit 'em all in the middle feminine
All that bitching is non-missable
Get to kickin' it in the
I spit it niggas critic
'Cause every time I with it
The winner victor definitive pen and pad
And pennin' it and the I'm making it permanent
Here to an initiative
get it and fittin' in where 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 amongst shit and I'm killing shit

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