[Verse 1: N9ne] They said I really rhyme anymore And dreaded the moment the N9na any dough Climb in these hoes, he never shine when he flow What are you listening to? The I'm giving 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 know when it get up into woman, I'mma wet it I'mma wake up, break up, the haters We do it for real and never do fakers, us Nina spending cake 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, pays the dough Watching my lyrical lay ya low Next way to go and she it so let's 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 I flip When they know my flow is money, y'all is so go get from me Man, I'm over this, how they grungy they all take it in the hip? War, I declare, Donny air And I want ¡MAYDAY!, Kaliko, Stevie Stone, Ubi and Godi I'm gonna push this hip-hop to the fullest till I be mayor don't give a fuck if I swear, this the goddamn remix to "Nobody Cares"
[Hook: Kaliko, (Crystal Watson) & (Tech N9ne)] Everything in my head, all these that I said (Nobody cares) cares (And nobody a damn what I say, who I am) (Nobody cares) cares These lights, show my life (nobody cares) (No one, no one, no one, no one cares, nobody, nobody)
[Verse 2: Stare in the face of the pair facts, ain't nobody gotta say no more I been breaking my back, while you been crazy A workaholic with a bit of crooked Paint so pro that I can't go You better get a and let the maintenance know That I in doors and get to stickin' whores All cause I'm every minute that I grace this show Game beater, sweeter Every word said to me is "damn", diva Vein heater, speaker ¡MAYDAY! mace, they spray all out cause I'm tearing the crowd They I came to drop 'em down a whole lot of stairs Rockin' so rare, I'm a topper, don't Cause ya know, cares
3: Godemis] Catch this bullet, who's the I never learn how to follow a In of a medical reticle bleeder You give a flying fuck, well, me neither Maybe I'm overthinking it, at the way I'm linkin' it words, I'm a seamstress Got of fuel, I pity the fool And tell 'em ridicule is the burden of And I mean this, I seen this Coming but it don't mean shit to My pedal's to the metal and whenever they They said it, I'm 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 give two shits, see, I'm not concerned with it,
[Verse 4: Is it my shit's too catchy? Is it that these come naturally? Is it that we the chosen And y'all never get picked so you act a bitch? Tell me why cause you're me feel bad Can we all get Don't be mad on, fuck it, bring the feedback I feel so at home where the odds'll be course into music business Better trust yo' instincts Cause suits are scared of what's different it's banging on top of hit lists And that's why the fiction And Music's here to reign, bitches We killed the opposition All cause our fans are hellicious
[Verse 5: Sometimes, if you say the word, the falls On deaf ears and peers into half, it It feels like care until you stare Back apathetic, and pathetic fact, it's not in my rap genetics Whatever the you was after, get it The law of magnetic attraction'll come and Reaction, dog, you only to let it Act my instinct when I set the bar Let the cards fall where they may 52, now pick it up, I, the mess yes, that's where they stay No, to show, I'm clear to go Anybody else who ever here should know That I've always had a passion and It's far a theory, yo But don't hear me though, uh
[Bridge: Stone] (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, the remix We bound, what I now? Rush time! Stage killer with a main nigga But the Strange nigga, Brotha Lynch, gon' cut 'em up! in a noose, ya (cover contusions), vertical movement (The kid is a problem, yet, he a nuisance) All on my dick, nigga!
7: Krizz Kaliko] 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 refuse to And, if ya get offended, bust a move's an On the low (low), too many is peepin' We frequently eat up a piece of fajita, think he to me I let him (know) that he could be in the seat And off his feet about it and I'mma tweet about it Reppin', me and the Tech, nigga, we When we done, wish we never left it And I'm guessin' you had to pull out your weapon I'm the next best, 'em a lesson (okay) The way we eat a nigga's lunch, Psilocybin Man, it