Fresh Out!

The number one independent rapper in the world!

Tech N9ne!

I am what? Fresh out of fucks!

Fed up with everything, I'm cynical than I ever been

I'll make the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a king

Alluding to leveling a leader livin' a better dream

Kinda like the brother on the side of Coretta King!

But the people, they made me a monster

I need a getaway and may need some Kontra-

Band in my hand I'm goin' crazy and bonkers

Like I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!

They don't give a damn about a good nigga

They wanna take what you givin' and put you out in the river

Without a particular bout, I give you doubt if you is a

Fallacy giver and nothin' but a salary digger!

I'ma relay the message, you're gonna decay

If karma displays a deathbed, you wanna delay

The drama today that Tech said he gonna repay

The one in the way, I check it wit' a llama to spray!

When I spit it, niggas, quit it, 'cause I come wit' it

Big digits, got 'em livid, when I quick flip it

They don't wanna dig it but the spirit is not authentic

Not a pity party, but I'm fed up with the hatred

And how they wanna spit upon and hit the gentle faces

Not even knowin', we sick and mental cases

I open up they mouth wit' a fully and dental they shit!

I am (what?) fresh out of fucks!

I am (what?) fresh out of fucks!

Is it that I'm having a panic attack and I'm tired of fact

That I'm starvin' like Marvin Hagler,

Heart of a battler fighter

Or get you from out of here, hit you for standin' there

Man in here, mind your manners and manage your mannerisms

Your mouth of a minimal double dribblin'

Stuffed up a Ritalin, got me jitterin'

Got me feeling the pit fighter's adrenaline

Sittin' inside of a cage, prison,

Shank sharpened and bank targetin' (get 'em!)

Is it that I'm having a panic attack and I'm not gonna have it

Fresh outta fucks and I don't make it a habit

I don't know the truth and really the fact

That you not giving a fuck, I practice

I been seein' on you wishing my tactics

Now the blood outta my body, even the water out my cactus

I'll tackle a pterodactyl and shackle 'em

And ride on the back of 'em

Slappin' them in the abdomen, hurry the wings flappin'

We flyin' to Strangeland and demandin' a pretty penny

And poppin' on the collar like I'm hidin' the hickey

I am who the suckas pretend to be, get offended by me

They depend on my energy, there's a penalty nigga

Finna be remedied, the epitome of an enemy

In a minute, we cut the noise and become a symphony

Catch a Windom, finally faded, gettin' behind a riddly dynasty

Tecca N9na and me signin' these twin time to be violently

Murderin' my mind and become reblinded by me

And ignitin' the dynamite and then me Swish!

I am (what?) fresh out of fucks!

I am (what?) fresh out of fucks!

Bleed ya if you got the funk a milli fever

Nothing but a sucka billy diva

Buckin' really we had enough of the silly negras

Agreed get the heata bussin' up to really freeze ya

I'm an abomination when ya on ya hatin'

Kinda conversation I'ma bomb ya nation

With my congregation of non-sedation

The Don's awakened achin' the spawn of Satan

Who call my name and I'm goin' I'm kinda plain

Out of my dorm, my combination ain't norm

It's like I'm facin' an eye socket and breakin' his mind pocket

It's achin', the time clock is wastin', a pine box is awaitin'

I'm salivatin', they callin' me the killa, killa

There's no feelings, it's sentimental a general

I'ma hammer 'em, hit 'em all in the middle, they feminine

All that bitchin' is is not admissible,

Zip it or get a kick in the genitals

When I spit it niggas critic, 'cause every time I come with it

The winner, victor definitive, pen and pad pennin' and pennin' it

And the pyramid, I'm makin' it permanent, here to stay an initiative

Tryna get it and fit in in where the position is

Put my life and my money, freedom at risk for this

Give me mine, I don't give a fuck what tradition is

Listen I'm a diamond amongst a sideman I'm killin' shit

I am (what?) fresh out of fucks!

I am (what?) fresh out of fucks!