Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Cares [The Remix]

[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