Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Cares [The Remix]

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

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

2: Wrekonize]
Stare in the face of the careless
facts, ain't nobody gotta say no more
I been breaking my back, while you been crazy
A workaholic with a bit of crooked
so pro that I can't go prone
You get a step and let the maintenance know
I kick in doors and get to stickin' whores
All cause I'm loving every minute that I grace show
Game beater, sweeter
Every they said to me is "damn", diva
heater, flame 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, don't
Cause ya know, nobody

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

[Verse 4:
Is it my shit's too catchy?
Is it these hits come naturally?
Is it that we the chosen
And never get picked so you act like a bitch?
Tell me why you're making me feel bad
Can we all get along? be mad
Carry on, fuck it, the feedback
I feel so at home where the odds'll be
course into music business
Better trust yo' muthafuckin'
Cause these are scared of what's different
Until banging on top of hit lists
And that's why the fiction
And Strange Music's here to reign,
We the whole opposition
All cause our fans are fuckin'

[Verse 5:
Sometimes, if you say the word, the word
On deaf and peers into half, forget it
It feels like care until you stare
Back apathetic, and that's
fact, it's not in my rap genetics
Whatever the you was after, get it
The law of magnetic attraction'll and cause
Reaction, dog, you have to let it
Act upon my when I set the bar
Let the cards fall where they may
52, now pick it up, I, the mess
Maybe yes, that's where they
No, fear to show, I'm to go
Anybody else who ever been here know
That always had a passion and purpose
It's far a theory, yo
But don't hear me though, uh

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

[Verse 6: Stevie
Muthafucka, in the meanwhile, hear the
We bound, I mean now? Rush time!
killer fuckin' with a main nigga
But the other nigga, Brotha 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: Kaliko]
get off my own dick, nigga, if you get off it
I'm sick, nigga, puke it off, and in my lane, to walk it
Independent nigga the boss refuse to loss
And, if ya get offended, bust a an option
On the low (low), too people is peepin'
We frequently eat up a of fajita, think he equal to me
I let him (know) that he could be in the seat
And takin' off his feet about it and I'mma tweet it
Reppin', me and the Tech, nigga, we
When we done, they wish we left it
And I'm you never had to pull out your weapon
I'm the next best, give 'em a (okay)
The way we eat a lunch, Psilocybin combusts
Man, it