| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| One day Ima learn hoe ass niggaz ain’t worth my while
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| Funny style actin, dirty maccin, playa hatin, contemplatin, fuckin my thoughts
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| up I get caught up in this bullshit, the way bitches bullshit
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| Niggaz be jealous, sometimes even my fellas
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| Things change, niggaz rearrange whether ya tell us Life is bullshit, and I know that this is true
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| Sometimes I feel depressed, what can a nigga do?
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| Aint no way out, only way out is the route of a slug point blank at my mug
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| Sometimes I just wanna scream at the world, I’m mad
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| Other times I feel happy just to be sad
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| I don’t really got much more to say
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| cus people die everyday, and we gonna all die anyway
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| Its kinda hard, but who said life was fair
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| And from the funky stains in my underwear
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| I don’t care
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| No I don’t care no more
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| No I don’t care if niggaz stare at me Look at my face, I ain’t happy
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| Bitch what you wanna come at me with?
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| Not that same shit, see I’m shameless
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| And I hang with that mentally derranged click
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| Stay up off it, you cant change this
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| Cant teach a wicked witch new tricks
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| Hell’s the fire on the candle sticks
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| Stay off these bloody streets
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| for you ain’t gonna see no peace
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| I just don’t give a fuck cus nobody gives a fuck about me So we be like fuck 'em, mother fuck 'em, can’t trust 'em
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| I’d rather .45 slug 'em before the grave diggers dug 'em
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| I’m ready when you not
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| my mind’s twisted in a knot
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| Can’t let jealous niggaz see me cause they’ll kill me on the spot
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| Truth or dare, my gun gonna shoot up in the air
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| Pieces of my mind over there, and there
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| But I don’t care
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| How can I care about somethin when I don’t give a fuck about nothing. |
| You
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| dont care about me, you don’t love me, and I don’t love me. |
| So fuck you, and
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| fuck you, fuck he, fuck she and fuck your G-O-D nigga. |
| You know what I’m sayin? |