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No Apologies lyrics
In my mind I ma fighter, my heart s a lighter
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up
Arsenic writer, author with arthritis
Carpel tunnel, Marshall will start shit-itis
Hard headed and hot headed, bull headed and pig headed,
Dick headed, a prick, a big headache I m sick
Quick witted, for every lyric spitted there are 6 critics
Who wait for me to slip with it, so quick
This dynamite stick buried the wick, it s gonna explode any minute
Some lunatic lit it and it s not Nelly
Do not tell me to stop yelling, when I stop selling I quit
So stop dwelling an I am not felling
You fuckers are not ready, cause I got jelly, like (Beyonce s) pot belly
This is Destiny, yes money I m of running
So get off of me, I m not slowing or softening
[Chorus]
No apologies, nah suckers I m not sorry
You can all sue me, y all could be the cause of me
No apologies, y all feelin the force of me
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me
No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all
till I get a call that god s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers it s all funny
I can spit in ya face while your standin across from me, no apologies
[Verse 2]
My head hit s the pillow, a weeping willow, I can t sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos help just to keep me mellow, hand s on my head, touched knees to elbow
I m hunched over, emotion just flows over, these cold shoulders are both frozen, you don t know me
I keep saying it, I can t stress it enough, so keep playing it and stand next to the subs
I choke mic s like asphyxiation when I m stranglin my own throat masturbatin
Fuck yeah i ma basket case and I mastered this rap shit, till my ass gets wasted, till my
assassination,
till I m slain cause of some fag s infatuation
44 mags a fascination, a taste for disaster and if that s the case then..
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
This song isn t for you, it s for me, a true MC
It s what it do just to see if he still has it
And if his skills mastered,
He s able to spill raps long after his killed, that s a real MC
Got you feelin me, whether willing or unwillingly
You still agree, as long as there s still this hunger and will in me
Then expect a longer life expectancy
I d be a savage beast if I ain t have this outlet to salvage me inside
I d be exploding soaked in self loathing an mourning
So I m warning you, don t coax me
It s silly, I m really a sheep in wolf s clothing
Who only reacts when he gets pushed, don t be fooled
The press blows up this whole thing, it s stupid
They don t know cause they don t see that I m wounded
All they did was ballooned it
I m sick of talkin bout these tattoos cartoon did
That s why I tuned it out, I m sick of dukin
An they can suck my dick while I m pukin , an you too, you can
[Outro x2]
Expect no sympathy from me I m an mc
This is how I m supposed to be
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it dont even beat
So expect no apologies
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