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Music Video: 
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Nap$:
My bat gonna fuck up your headspace
Make space, fuck a fake mate, that's deadweight
Her head's spinning, my biggest fan is a lightweight
Heavy on the Henny, cones making me vibrate
She said she feel a slight wave when I hold by her tight waist
Told her "Come back to my place"
Kick it in a live place, high place, "Hi mates, bye babe"
Tryna flip an oz, going highway
Feds on the pathway, slow the car bae
Can't get nicked with this bag, aye
Can't get nicked with this bag, babe
Hold that bag babe (But he's still saying)
I don't give a fuck, I don't really care
I don't give a fuck, everybody stares
I don't give a fuck, I don't really care
I don't give a fuck cuz everybody stares
Ha fuck them

CAL x JAY:
I don't really give fuck 
Aye
I don't give a fuck, I don't really care
I don't give a fuck cuz everybody stares
I don't give a fuck, I don't really care
I don't give a fuck cuz everybody stares
Uh, yuh yuh
Get em CAL

CAL:
Haters starting shit so I bust out the strap
Callin' you New Era cuz all you spit is cap
'New York Yankee' written on my hat
And your name in blood is written on my bat
I don't really know how these motherfuckaz rap when they sit on their ass 
And their ghost writer's cracked out writing shitty bars for the rapper spittin' back
Then they suck off maggots to get platinum on the track (But they're still saying)
I don't really give a fuck whatchu gotta say
All these pussies hating on me every single day
What the fuck you tryna say?
I don't give a fuck what these pussies tryna say


JAY:
I’m facepainted to be placated, these cunts vacated
Stay dangerous round the fake skaters
Who say they're rolling hard but rolling bud, think you’re as cold as us?
I molten up 'cause I’m out for the golden cup, MDM shit
Never fold with us
If you mixing voltages, guts and the coldest blood then trust it will result in us
Heavy end tip, deadly weapon
Steady preppin’, life’s a bitch but the head be hectic
Yeah I said we epic, epileptic 
Fairly legend, they dared me to end it but still we forget we mention
No deep connection, surface level meets chasmic 
I’m heavily active, respectively bat shit, I’m next to be at it
I stepped back and let it happen, stats staggered with the rapping
Heads slapped, minds blown 'cause turns out that I’m a set cracker
And now I’m out to make the vets splatter
Leave necks shattered, cause I grew up being told “Shut the fuck up”
In turn I guess it made me nut up
But also made me never wish those feelings on another
Now I treat those who like me like my sister or my brother
It’s the childhood trauma that made me, I block the fucks like a rubber
Scars all over like I’m Victor Zsasz
Shit could collapse in my mind, I couldn’t picture that
Tried the resist the fact I’m right now I’ve flipped it back
Innocents wrongfully imprisoned like where's the system at?
Instead my peers talk about this n that
Seems we’re on two different trains and I missed the track
Strong full addiction to the verses since I spit the rap
And 'cause of that, these cunts come up to me like “Mr Black!”
That shit is wack
They put weight on my shoulders, I lift it back
Believe that I’m smokey as if the spliff intact
Don’t get it twisted, I don’t rip a pack
And every day’s just getting harder to resist attack
Like I just wanna wanna flip and bash, still how would my ex react?
Spent time getting close, she’d be hurdling back
My mind's on the verge to be snapped
I’m nervously racked but I guess I deserve to be that
Facts
Still saying I don't really care
I don't give a fuck, everybody stares
I don't give a fuck (Aye)
Don't give a fuck (Aye)
Don't give a fuck

JAY x CAL:
Cunt I don't give a fuck 'bout yours
Fuck about mine, fuck about yours

JAY x Lil Nap$ x VANS RAT - Fuck 'Bout Yours [Prod. JAY]

Wigginout

ANOTHER FT JAY[Prod. CHRONIC]

Movie

Crescent Moon

TALK SOON

STOOLIE BOP (feat. Henny L.O., Fly Anakin & Big Kahuna OG)

PSYCHOSIS

NEURALINK

IDOLZ

insight into vansrat and his fuck ups

Mixed by ason 

Produced by vansrat


Lyrics:


I know I’m a dog cunt I ain’t nice 

Self destruction feels so right 

Rainy days they come ago but the rain ain’t left me my whole life 

Breaking down I start a fight, when I break down I cannot lie

I Traumatised the ones I love 
And hurt the one who really tried 


Self destruct I hide away and drown it all with brain decay 

Acid tabs, mdma I cooked myself its the price I pay  

I feel pain from bad mistakes I didn't mean but they where made 

I wanna try and fix it all but I'm still yet to find my way 


I'm lost, I'm trapped, I feel confined 
I'm stuck inside an abusing mind 
I screamed, I shout, I cut up lines 
I ripped my flesh up before your eyes 

I pissed out blood at heavy rates 
And idolised my own demise 
I got my blood all on your face 
And still these friends all call me kind


Not a soul can save me 
I can only save myself 

I killed the love you had for me 
And threw away your help 

I burnt down every bridge 
We built and blamed my mental health 

While I was getting help for it
You had nothing else 


Baby its not fair I made you feel the way you felt 

Ever since you left me I've been hiding in my shell

Maybe I can change myself before I go to hell 

My soul feels some what empty 

My soul is just unwell 



I've gotten used 
to losing my mates 

But hey 

That's all right with me 


If they chose to 
Go there own way 

I will cheer them on rightfully 


I've said many things 
that I hate and regret 

Running off emotions
 I confine in my head 

Motivation lacking 
when I'm laying in bed

Burning out my passion 
while I'm dreaming of death 


I don't ever think, I don't ever think at all 

Selfish mother fucker breaking shit and punching walls 

Screaming at my lover then I'm ringing hear the calls

Built it up to high and now its further down to fall 


Its the fall again

The fall is all I know

There's nothing in my soul again

Ever since I watched you go

my soul feels somewhat empty

After many collaborations, freestyles, and guest verses on other respected artists projects, Jay NiCE finally presents a personal body of work of his own, The NiCE Tape. The tape is a homage to different legendary artists past and present, such as renditions of classic records like GhostFace Killah's "Stay True" and "Stroke Of Death". The feel of the tape is gritty 90's with a newer texture. Fans will be overjoyed to hear NiCE's solo effort after hearing him on the street-themed album "Ready Rock Vol. 1 & 2" with BOE cohort Money *MAG* and also the classic album "My Brother's Keeper" with Marty, his brother. If fly, lyrical lingo is your type of music, The NiCE Tape covers all bases.

JAY x Lil Nap$ x VANS RAT - Fuck 'Bout Yours [Prod. JAY]

JAY

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