Lyrics Nobody Cares - Tech N9ne , Krizz Kaliko , Stevie Stone feat. Wrekonize, Bernz of Mayday & Mai Lee
Swanky
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
I'm
a
real
one,
fill
'em,
up,
I
bust
and
kill
'em
Didn't
have
to
sell
my
soul
to
sell
some
fucking
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'
bitch
throw
shit,
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,
nigga!
Everything
in
my
head,
all
these
words
that
I
said
(Nobody
cares)
Nobody
cares
(And
nobody
gives
a
damn
what
I
say,
who
I
am)
(Nobody
cares)
Nobody
Cares
These
bright
lights,
show
my
life
{nobody
cares}
(No
one,
no
one,
no
one,
no
one
cares,
nobody,
nobody)
Fellas
better
put
a
chastity
belt
on
yo'
spouses
Put-put
a
chastity
belt
on
yo'
spouses
(Ugh-huh!)
It
is
what
it
is,
nigga,
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
Damn
her
with
my
grammar
hammer,
nobody
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,
nigga
Strange
Music's
on
big
black
fat
nigga
Cause
we
resurrected
with
people
been
disrespectin'
No
equal
to
this
direction,
with
Kali,
people
can
check
it
We
be
the
choppin'
and
Tech
get
it
poppin'
in
every
Metropolis
Tracks,
we
be
toppin'
as
far
as
they
flock
to
us,
niggas
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
I
been
(dope,
d-dope,
d-dope,
dope,
dope)
I
get
'em
(dope,
d-dope,
d-dope,
dopeboy
fresh)
Bitch,
I
been
out
here
poppin',
been
up
in
these
streets
Since
I
came
up
out
that
water,
been
the
illest
nigga
low
key
Got
yo'
bitch
up
all
on
my
Peta,
bendin'
on
them
knees
Bitch
came
back
around
and
got
backed
down
And
done
fucked
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
shit
and
I
talk
shit,
let's
pop
shit,
nigga,
G
up
Eeee,
Whoa,
kemosabe,
(what
ya
smelling?)
Walk
up
in
a
room
all
you
smell
is
money
Sixteen
to
ya
tall,
King
Like
the
hitman,
nigga,
holla,
ball
game
1 Nobody Cares
2 Withdrawal
3 Straight Out the Gate (The Scott Stevens remix)
4 Sut Mig
5 SOTG (remix intro)
6 We Are Free
7 Strangeulation IV
8 Stink
9 Na Na
10 Strangeulation III
11 Fear
12 Which One
13 Strangeulation II
14 Great Night
15 Nobody Cares (The Remix)
16 Make Waves
17 Hard (A Monster Made It)
18 Strangeulation I
19 Over It
20 Great Night
21 Red Rags
22 American Horror Story
23 Strangeulation III
24 Na Na
25 The Calling
26 SOTG (remix intro)
27 Straight Out the Gate (The Scott Stevens remix)
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