Quasar Freestyle

Yeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhhhh Oooooohhhhhhhhooooohhhhhhhhh I don’t really give a shit (loop 4x) Gets no darker than this I don’t really give a shit Seen you slip and a don’t say shit F*ck with me take your benefits I’m no fraud I’m no counterfeit Make a mistake and yo jaw gets split Recommit you fucking hypocrite get thrown in the dungeon, thrown in the pit Cooking up fresh beef make it real spicy I’m so cold damn am feeling quite icy Spikes on me like the skin of a lychee Knock your lights out don’t take me lightly Talking to me better talk to me nicely Why you overcharge why yo merch so pricey Always been dark Ive always been grimy Work so hard cut cheques on a Friday I don’t really give a shit! Am the type that’s never gone quit Got you a first aid kit Ma bars gone make you sick Dressed in all black John wick Bout to go make me a brick Taking no L’s aint taking no diss The rats get hacked punk A know you a snitch I don’t really give a shit! Jumped in the indian ocean Drown my emotions Put it in motion Here’s my open,golden, chosen promotion Starting a revolution Don’t ask what’s the commotion Already told you my bars aint weak, aint soft and silky like baby lotion Running these streets Out here searching for something to eat Hustle so hard like tuff concrete Don’t make no noise just move discreet I’m never gone stop till the tasks complete If I make a purchase better gimme my receipt Stop the car bro I gotta take a leak (stop beat here at (“STOP THE CAR”) and resume at this (“EVER SINCE”) Ever since I was young I’ve been the black sheep Hol on deh rasta Yo hiya pass mi d lighta deh Mek mi tek a fass draw (Lighter strikes) (Smokes) Ready again my lawd? (Coughs) Laughs I don’t really give a shit! So high now I’m up in the hills High grade weed I don’t take pills Spliff so neat a got rolling skills It’s the only thing that gives me the sweetest thrills (Smoking) It’s the only thing that gives me the sweetest thrills (Blows smoke) I don’t really give a shit! I made it from nothing am so glorious A came from the mud i rose from the dust Am feeling so strong am looking robust Now I got some people that I cannot trust My whole movements gotta readjust You have to be a day one to roll with us Aint taking no chances with those slugs I don’t really give a shit! Capture di moment when I’m rolling Or when holding something potent hot and molten elegant I’ll always be relevant Not to mention arrogant Regardless of whatever the bars I spit will be a resonance (Smokes) Couldn’t wait to finish this shit So i can go smoke (Sucks teeth)