Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Cares [The Remix]

[Verse 1: N9ne]
They said I really rhyme anymore
And dreaded the moment the N9na find any
in these hoes, he never will shine when he flow
What are you listening to? The music I'm to you
Is killing the muthafuckas you kick it and it to
of you get it, but a lot of you never let it
Cause you when it get up into your woman, I'mma wet it
I'mma wake up, break up, the haters
We do it for real and do fakers, amaze us
Tecca Nina spending up in Vegas
Got the mule and 40 decades ago
Nigga, I'm a vet, made to grow, at it
When we city to city, Tech pays the
my lyrical bullet lay ya low
Next way to go and she with it so lay the flow
These bustas be so funny, they all when I rip
But in my face, they be so chummy, nigga, y'all, fake it when I
When they know my flow is money, y'all is bogus so go get me
Man, I'm this, how they grungy when they all take it in the hip?
War, I declare, till air
And I want ¡MAYDAY!, Kaliko, Stevie Stone, Ubi and Godi
I'm gonna this hip-hop music to the fullest till I be mayor
They don't give a fuck if I swear, this the remix to "Nobody Cares"

Krizz Kaliko, (Crystal Watson) & (Tech N9ne)]
Everything in my head, all words that I said
(Nobody cares) cares
(And nobody a damn what I say, who I am)
(Nobody cares) cares
These bright lights, show my (nobody cares)
(No one, no one, no one, no one cares, nobody, nobody)

[Verse 2:
Stare in the face of the pair
This facts, ain't nobody say no more
I been breaking my back, you been crazy relaxed
A workaholic with a bit of crooked
Paint so pro I can't go prone
You better get a and let the maintenance know
That I kick in doors and get to stickin'
All cause I'm loving minute that I grace this show
Game beater, ain't
Every word they said to me is "damn",
Vein heater, speaker
¡MAYDAY! mace, they liters
Wavin' all out I'm tearing the crowd
They know I came to drop 'em a whole lot of stairs
Rockin' so rare, I'm a topper, stare
Cause ya know, nobody

3: Godemis]
Catch this bullet, the receiver?
I never how to follow a leader
In of a medical reticle bleeder
You don't a flying fuck, well, me neither
Maybe I'm it, look at the way I'm linkin' it
With words, I'm a
Got plenty of fuel, I pity the
And 'em ridicule is the burden of genius
And I mean this, like I seen
Coming but it don't mean to y'all
My pedal's to the metal and they ready
They said it, I'm to get it till I hit the wall
all, of the
Placement of turn a bit, so who the fuck's turn is it?
Couldn't give two shits, see, I'm not with it, ma--

[Verse 4:
Is it that my shit's too
Is it that these hits naturally?
Is it that we the ones
And y'all never get so you act like a bitch?
me why cause you're making me feel bad
Can we all get along? be mad
on, fuck it, bring the feedback
I feel so at home where the odds'll be
Crash into music business
Better yo' muthafuckin' instincts
Cause these suits are scared of what's
it's banging on top of hit lists
And that's why the industry's
And Strange Music's to reign, bitches
We killed the opposition
All cause our are fuckin' hellicious

5: Ubiquitous]
Sometimes, if you say the word, the word
On deaf ears and peers into half, it
It feels like nobody'll care until you
Back apathetic, and pathetic
fact, it's not in my rap genetics
Whatever the you was after, get it
The law of attraction'll come and cause
Reaction, dog, you have to let it
Act my instinct when I set the bar
Let the cards fall where may play
52, now it up, I, make the mess
Maybe yes, where they stay
No, to show, I'm clear to go
Anybody who ever been here should know
That always had a passion and purpose
far from a theory, yo
But y'all don't me though, uh

[Bridge: Stevie (x2)
Eeeee! Hit 'em the muthafucka
don't wanna come, with the N9ne
get 'em, Kaliko, ¡MAYDAY!, Ces Cru
Strangeland, we mix all wit' em

6: Stevie Stone]
Muthafucka, in the meanwhile, hear the
We bound, what I mean now? time!
Stage killer fuckin' with a main
But the other Strange nigga, Lynch, gon' cut 'em up!
Come in a noose, ya (cover contusions), movement
(The kid is a problem, yet, he a nuisance)
All on my dick, nigga!

[Verse 7: Krizz
get off my own dick, nigga, if you get off it
I'm sick, nigga, puke it off, and in my lane, refuse to it
Independent nigga who's the boss to loss
And, if ya get offended, bust a an option
On the low (low), too many people is
We frequently eat up a piece of fajita, he equal to me
I let him know (know) that he could be in the
And takin' off his feet about it and I'mma about it
Reppin', me and the Tech, nigga, we
we done, they wish we never left it
And I'm guessin' you never had to pull out your
I'm the next best, give 'em a (okay)
The way we eat a nigga's lunch, combusts
Man, it