In my I'm a fighter, my heart's a lighter My soul is the fluid, my sparks it brighter But arsenic writer, often arthritis Carpel-tunnel, with start shititis
and hot-headed, bull-headed and pig-headed Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm with it for every lyric spit it There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip it
So quit this stick, bury the wick It's explode any minute, someone 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 fuckers are not 'Cuz I got jelly, 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 suckers I'm not You can all sue me, y'all could be the 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 that God's coming No apologies, fuckers, it's all funny I can in your face while you're standing across from me No
My head hits the pillow, a willow I can't sleep, a pain so deep it But these cellos, help just to me mellow on my head, touch knees to elbows
I'm hunched over, just flows over These cold shoulders are both frozen, you know me I keep saying it, I can't it enough So keep playing it and stand next to the
I choke mics affixation When I'm strangling my own throat Fuck yeah, I'm a basket And I mastered this rap shit till my ass gets
my assassination Till I'm 'cuz of some fags infatuation .44 Mag's A taste for and if that's the case then
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not You can all sue me, y'all be the cause 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 God's No apologies, laugh fuckers all funny I could spit in face while you're standing across from me No
song isn't for you it's for me A true MC, 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 agree As long as there's still this hunger, and in me Then expect a longer expectancy
I'd be a savage If I ain't had outlet to salvage me Inside, I'd be soaked in self loathing And so I'm warning you don't coax me
It's silly, but really its sheep in clothing Who reacts when he gets pushed don't we Fool, the press blows up this whole It's stupid, don't know' cuz they don't see
I'm wounded, all they did was ballooned it I'm sick of talking bout tattoos cartoon did why I tuned it out I'm sick of duking They can suck my dick I'm puking, and you too you can
Expect no sympathy 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
Expect no 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