Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh Out!

The one independent rapper in the world!
N9ne!
I am Fresh out of fucks!

Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I ever
I'll make the Beretta ring if any up at a king
Alluding to leveling a livin' a better dream
Kinda like the brother on the of Coretta King!
But the people they me a monster
I need a getaway and may some Kontra
Band in my hand I'm goin' and bonkers
I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!
They don't a damn about a good nigga
They wanna take you giving
And put you out in the river a particular bout,
I give you doubt if you is a fallacy
And but a salary digger!
I'ma relay the message you're decay
If karma displays a deathbed you delay
The drama today that Tech said he repay
The one in the way I check it wit' a to spray!
When I spit it, niggas, it
'Cause I come wit' it, big
Got 'em livid, I quick flip it
don't wanna dig it but the spirit is not authentic
Not a party but I'm fed up with the hatred
And how they wanna spit upon and hit the faces
Not knowing we sick and mental cases
I open up they wit' a fully and dental they shit!

I am (what!) out of fucks!
I am (what!) out of fucks!

Is it I'm having a panic attack
And I'm tired of fact that I'm starving like Hagler
Heart of a veteran
Get you from out of
Hit you for standing there, man in here mind manners
And manage your
Your mouth of a minimal dribblin'
Stuffed up a got me jitterin'
Got me feeling the pit fighters
inside of a cape prison
Shank sharpened and bank (get 'em!)
Is it that I'm a panic attack
And I'm not gonna it fresh outta fucks
And I don't make it a
I don't know the truth and the fact
That you not giving a I practice
I been on you wishing my tactics
Now the blood up on my body and I'm watering my
I'll tackle a pterodactyl and 'em and ride on the back of 'em
Slapping them in the abdomen the wings flappin'
We flyin' to Strangeland and a pretty penny
And poppin' on the collar like I'm the hinky
I am who the pretend to be
Get offended by me depend on my energy
There's a nigga
Finna be the epitome of an enemy
In a we cut the noise and become a symphony
a Windom
Family finna be getting behind a dynasty
N9na and me signin' these twin
Time to be violently murdering my mind and become reblinded by me and the dynamite and then me Swish!

I am (what!) out of fucks!
I am (what!) out of fucks!

Bleed ya if you got the funk a milli
Nothing but a billy diva
Buckin' really we had of the silly negras
get the heata bussin' up to really freeze ya
I'm an abomination ya on ya hatin'
Kinda conversation I'ma bomb ya
my congregation of non-sedation
The Don's awakened achin' the spawn of

Who call my and I'm goin'
I'm plain out of my dorm
My ain't norm
like I'm facing a eye socket
And his mind pocket
It's achin' the time clock is wastin' a box is awaitin'
I'm salivating they callin' me the killa,
There's no feelings it's sentimental a
I'ma hammer 'em, hit 'em all in the middle they
All that is non-missable zippiter
Get to kickin' it in the
When I it niggas critic
'Cause every time I with it
The winner victor pen and pad pennin'
And pennin' it and the pyramid I'm making it
Here to an initiative
get it and fittin' in where the position is
Put my life and my freedom at risk for this
me mine I don't give a fuck what tradition is
Listen I'm a diamond amongst shit and I'm killing

I am (what!) out of fucks!
I am (what!) out of fucks!