i don´t give a

i don´t give a f*ck/sh*t/bit if the mic´s not hot

i just wanna rock smoking finest pot

listen to the beat sound just like your heart beats the rhythm of love

i really don´t care if the beat´s on top/too flat/too fat

i just wanna take this trip to the top shining like light like we´re made of gold

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