In my mind I'm a fighter, my a lighter My soul is the fluid, my flow it brighter But writer, often with arthritis Carpel-tunnel, Marshal start shititis
Hard-headed and hot-headed, bull-headed and Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm Quick it for every lyric spit it are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it
So quit dynamite stick, bury the wick It's gonna explode any minute, lunatic Lit it and its not Nelly, do not tell me to yelling When I stop I'll quit so, stop dwelling
I am not failing, you are not ready I got jelly, like jizzin on your pot belly is destiny, yes money, I'm off running, so get off of me I'm not the softening
No apologies, nah I'm not sorry You can all sue me, y'all be the cause of me No apologies, y'all feeling the of me No remorse for me, there was no recourse for me
No apologies, not acknowledging you at all Till I get a call that God's No apologies, laugh fuckers, it's all I can spit in your face while you're standing across me No
My head hits the pillow, a willow I can't sleep, a so deep it bellows But these cellos, just to keep me mellow Hands on my head, touch knees to
I'm hunched over, emotion flows over These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't me I keep it, I can't stress it enough So playing it and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like When I'm strangling my own masturbating yeah, I'm a basket case And I mastered this rap shit my ass gets wasted
Till my I'm slain 'cuz of some fags infatuation .44 Mag's A taste for and if that's the case then
No apologies, nah I'm not sorry You can all sue me, y'all could be the of me No apologies, y'all the force of me No remorse for me, there was no recourse for me
No apologies, not acknowledging you at all Till I get a call that coming No apologies, fuckers it's all funny I could in your face while you're standing across from me No
song isn't for you it's for me A MC, it's what I do just to see if he still has it And if his skills able to spill raps long after he's killed that's a
Real MC got you me Whether willing or unwillingly, you still As long as there's still this hunger, and in me expect a longer life expectancy
I'd be a beast If I had this outlet to salvage me Inside, I'd be exploding soaked in loathing And so I'm warning you don't coax me
It's silly, but really its in wolves clothing Who only reacts when he gets pushed we Fool, the press blows up whole thing It's stupid, they know' cuz they don't see
That I'm wounded, all did was ballooned it I'm of talking bout these tattoos cartoon did That's why I it out I'm sick of duking can suck my dick while I'm puking, and you too you can
Expect no from me I'm an MC, is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my heart's it don't even beat So expect no
Expect no sympathy me I'm an MC, is how I'm supposed to be as a G, my heart's frozen it don't even beat So expect no