In my mind I'm a fighter, my a lighter My soul is the fluid, my sparks it brighter But arsenic writer, often with Carpel-tunnel, Marshal with start
Hard-headed and hot-headed, and pig-headed a brick, a big headache I'm sick Quick with it for every spit it There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip it
So quit this stick, bury the wick gonna explode any minute, someone lunatic Lit it and its not Nelly, do not tell me to yelling When I selling I'll quit so, stop dwelling
I am not failing, you fuckers are not 'Cuz I got jelly, like jizzin on 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, could be the cause of me No apologies, y'all the force of me No for me, like there was no recourse for me
No apologies, not acknowledging you at all I get a call that God's coming No apologies, laugh fuckers, all funny I can spit in your face while you're standing from me No
My head the pillow, a weeping willow I can't sleep, a so deep it bellows But these cellos, help just to me mellow on my head, touch knees to elbows
I'm hunched over, emotion just over These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't me I saying it, I can't stress it enough So keep playing it and stand next to the
I choke mics like When I'm my own throat masturbating Fuck yeah, I'm a case And I this rap shit till my ass gets wasted
Till my Till I'm slain 'cuz of some infatuation .44 Mag's A for disaster and if that's the case then
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not You can all sue me, y'all could be the of me No apologies, feeling the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no for me
No apologies, not even you at all I get a call that God's coming No apologies, laugh fuckers all funny I could spit in your face while standing across from me No
This song isn't for you for me A true MC, it's what I do just to see if he has it And if his mastered able to spill raps long after he's killed that's a
Real MC got you me Whether or unwillingly, you still agree As long as still this hunger, and will in me Then expect a longer life
I'd be a beast If I ain't had this outlet to me Inside, I'd be exploding soaked in self And mourning so I'm you don't coax me
It's silly, but really its in wolves clothing Who only reacts when he gets don't we Fool, the blows up this whole thing It's stupid, they don't know' cuz they 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 They can suck my dick I'm puking, and you too you can
no sympathy from me I'm an MC, is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my heart's frozen it don't beat So expect no
no sympathy from me I'm an MC, this is how I'm to be Cold as a G, my heart's frozen it don't even So no apologies