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tech n9ne - nobody cares (bonus track) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: tech n9ne]
sw-nky all the time…
so don’t worry ’bout me cause i’m gucci, luchi, all up in my hallsies
come from kansas city and get money’s what they tought me

[verse 1: tech n9ne]
i’m a real one, fill ’em, up, i bust and k!ll ’em
didn’t have to sell my soul to sell some f-cking millions
when i drop this bou lou drink, it’ll put me up in billions
the ceiling never could stop this kc, mo civilian
how ya didn’t know we had the green when i’m all up in yo’ magazine?
so focused on the flow, fo’ fifth, yo’ b-tch throw sh-t, that’s flattering
we ain’t like you others, we got a very sick disease
and, if you get this bug, it may result in making cheese
made a lot of technicians, gettin’ mo’ is the next mission
we got the colleges, the suburbs and the ‘jects trippin’
off of this wealthy, foul-mouthed trigger
don’t even bother to get your wicky styles out, n-gga!

[hook: krizz kaliko, (crystal watson) & {tech n9ne}]
everything in my head, all these words that i said
(n0body cares) n0body cares
(and n0body gives a d-mn what i say, who i am)
(n0body cares) n0body cares
these bright lights, show my life {n0body cares}
(no one, no one, no one, no one cares, n0body, n0body)

[interlude: tech n9ne & (krizz kaliko)]
fellas better put a chast-ty belt on yo’ spouses
put-put a chast-ty belt on yo’ spouses (ugh-huh!)

[verse 2: krizz kaliko]
it is what it is, n-gga, i’m underground
y’all saying the same thing, mainstream in trouble now
i’m on my grown man, growin’ a little stubble now
a spotify gotta fly, hustle gotta double down
murder was the case that i gave ’em
d-mn her with my grammar hammer, n0body could save ’em
and we ain’t just in kansas city anymore
we on tour and we on some penny pinchin’, “give me more”
if i die today, i’m comin’ back, n-gga
strange music’s on big black fat n-gga
cause we resurrected with people been disrespectin’
no equal to this direction, when kali, people can check it
we be the choppin’ and tech get it poppin’ in every metropolis
tracks, we be toppin’ as boppers, they flock to us, n-ggas be jockin’ us
i flow, beware, rappers don’t be goin’ there
maybe i’m just blowin’ smoke in the air and no one cares

[hook]

[interlude: stevie stone]
i been (dope, d-dope, d-dope, dope, dope)
now get ’em (dope, d-dope, d-dope, dopeboy fresh)

[verse 3: stevie stone]
b-tch, i been out here poppin’, been up in these streets
since i came up out that water, been the illest n-gga low key
got yo’ b-tch up all on my peta, bendin’ on them knees
b-tch came back around and got backed down
and done f-cked around and got beat, it’s that, shake down!
strange, so you know i make cake now
want to know where’s the house by the lake down?
i bought the car, it was the model and i’m make now
i kick back, my feet up, cramp down and re-up
talk sh-t and i talk sh-t, this boss sh-t, n-gga, g up
eeee, whoa, kemosabe, (what ya smelling?)
walk up in the room, all you smell is money
sixteen to ya tall, king
like the hitman n-gga, holla “ball game!”

[hook]

- tech n9ne

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