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The number one rapper in the world!
N9ne!
I am what? out of fucks!

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

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

Is it that I'm having a panic
And I'm tired of fact that I'm starving Marvin Hagler
Heart of a battler
Get you from out of
Hit you for standing there, man in here mind your
And manage mannerisms
Your of a minimal double dribblin'
Stuffed up a got me jitterin'
Got me feeling the pit fighters
Sitting inside of a prison
Shank and bank targeting (get 'em!)
Is it that I'm having a panic
And I'm not gonna it fresh outta fucks
And I don't it a habit
I don't know the and really the fact
That you not giving a I practice
I been on you wishing my tactics
Now the blood up on my and I'm watering my cactus
I'll tackle a and shackle 'em and ride on the back of 'em
Slapping them in the abdomen hurry the flappin'
We flyin' to and demandin' a pretty penny
And poppin' on the collar I'm hiding the hinky
I am who the pretend to be
Get offended by me they on my energy
a penalty nigga
Finna be the epitome of an enemy
In a minute we cut the and become a symphony
a Windom
Family finna be behind a riddly dynasty
Tecca N9na and me signin' twin
Time to be violently murdering my mind and reblinded by me and igniting the dynamite and then me Swish!

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

Bleed ya if you got the a milli fever
Nothing but a sucka diva
Buckin' really we had enough of the silly
Agreed get the heata bussin' up to freeze ya
I'm an abomination ya on ya hatin'
conversation I'ma bomb ya nation
With my of non-sedation
The Don's achin' the spawn of Satan

Who call my name and I'm
I'm plain out of my dorm
My ain't norm
It's like I'm a eye socket
And his mind pocket
achin' the time clock is wastin' a pine 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 they feminine
All that is non-missable zippiter
Get to it in the genitals
When I spit it critic
'Cause time I come with it
The winner definitive pen and pad pennin'
And pennin' it and the pyramid I'm it permanent
Here to stay an
Tryna get it and in where the position is
Put my life and my freedom at risk for this
Give me mine I don't give a fuck what is
I'm a diamond amongst shit and I'm killing shit

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