Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Cares [The Remix]

[Verse 1: Tech
They said I really rhyme anymore
And dreaded the moment the N9na find any
Climb in these hoes, he never will shine he flow
What are you listening to? The music I'm to you
Is the muthafuckas you kick 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 woman, I'mma wet it
I'mma wake up, break up, the haters
We do it for real and never do fakers, us
Tecca Nina spending up in Vegas
Got the mule and 40 acres ago
Nigga, I'm a vet, made to grow, at it
When we city to city, Tech 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 when I
When they know my flow is money, is bogus so go get from me
Man, I'm over this, how they grungy when they all take it in the
War, I declare, Donny 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 a fuck if I swear, this the goddamn remix to "Nobody Cares"

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

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

[Verse 3:
Catch this bullet, who's the
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
words, I'm a seamstress
Got plenty of fuel, I pity the
And 'em ridicule is the burden of genius
And I mean this, like I this
Coming but it don't mean shit to
My pedal's to the and whenever they ready
said it, I'm coming 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 hits come naturally?
Is it that we the chosen
And y'all 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 be stacked
course into music business
Better yo' muthafuckin' instincts
these suits are scared of what's different
Until it's banging on top of hit
And why the industry's fiction
And Music's here to reign, bitches
We the whole opposition
All cause our fans are hellicious

[Verse 5:
Sometimes, if you say the word, the falls
On deaf and peers into half, forget it
It feels like nobody'll care you stare
apathetic, and that's pathetic
Matter fact, not in my rap genetics
the fuck you was after, get it
The law of magnetic attraction'll and cause
Reaction, dog, you only to let it
Act upon my instinct I set the bar
Let the cards fall they may play
52, now pick it up, I, the mess
yes, that's where they stay
No, fear to show, I'm to go
Anybody else who ever here should know
That I've always had a and purpose
It's far a theory, yo
But y'all don't me though, uh

[Bridge: Stone] (x2)
Eeeee! Hit 'em the muthafucka
They wanna come, with the N9ne
get 'em, Kaliko, ¡MAYDAY!, Ces Cru
Strangeland, we mix all em like

6: Stevie Stone]
Muthafucka, in the meanwhile, hear the
We bound, what I mean Rush time!
Stage killer fuckin' with a main
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, it off, and in my lane, refuse to walk it
nigga who's the boss refuse to loss
And, if ya get offended, bust a move's an
On the low (low), too people is peepin'
We frequently eat up a of fajita, think he equal to me
I let him know (know) 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 never it
And I'm guessin' you never had to pull out weapon
I'm the next best, give 'em a (okay)
The way we eat a nigga's lunch, combusts
Man, it