In my mind I'm a fighter, my a lighter My is the fluid, my flow sparks it brighter But arsenic writer, with arthritis Carpel-tunnel, Marshal start shititis
Hard-headed and hot-headed, and pig-headed Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm Quick with it for every lyric it are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it
So this dynamite stick, bury the wick It's gonna explode any minute, lunatic Lit it and its not Nelly, do not tell me to stop When I stop selling I'll 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 slowing the
No apologies, nah I'm not sorry You can all sue me, y'all be the cause of me No apologies, feeling the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no for me
No apologies, not acknowledging you at all Till I get a that God's coming No apologies, fuckers, it's all funny I can spit in face while you're standing across from me No
My head the pillow, a weeping willow I can't sleep, a pain so it bellows But these cellos, help just to keep me on my head, touch knees to elbows
I'm over, emotion just flows over These cold are both frozen, you don't know me I keep it, I can't stress it enough So keep playing it and stand to the subs
I choke mics like When I'm strangling my own throat Fuck yeah, I'm a case And I this rap shit till my ass gets wasted
Till my Till I'm slain 'cuz of fags infatuation .44 fascination A for disaster and if that's the case then
No apologies, nah I'm not sorry You can all sue me, could be the cause of me No apologies, feeling the force of me No for me, like 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 could spit in your while you're standing across from me No
This song for you it's for me A true MC, it's what I do just to see if he has it And if his mastered He's able to spill raps long he's killed that's a
MC got you feeling me Whether or unwillingly, you still agree As long as still this hunger, and will in me expect a longer life expectancy
I'd be a savage If I ain't had this to salvage me Inside, I'd be soaked in self loathing And mourning so I'm you don't coax me
It's silly, but its sheep in wolves clothing Who only reacts when he gets don't we Fool, the press blows up this thing stupid, they don't know' cuz they don't see
That I'm wounded, all did was ballooned it I'm sick of talking bout these cartoon did why I tuned it out I'm sick of duking They can suck my while I'm puking, and you too you can
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
Expect no sympathy me I'm an MC, this is how I'm to be Cold as a G, my heart's frozen it don't beat So expect no