In my I'm a fighter, my heart's a lighter My is the fluid, my flow sparks it brighter But writer, often with arthritis Carpel-tunnel, with start shititis
and hot-headed, bull-headed and pig-headed Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm Quick with it for every spit it There are 6 who wait, for me to slip with it
So quit this dynamite stick, the wick It's gonna explode any minute, someone Lit it and its not Nelly, do not tell me to yelling When I stop selling I'll quit so, stop
I am not failing, you are not ready '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 the softening
No apologies, nah I'm not sorry You can all sue me, y'all could be the of me No apologies, feeling the force of me No remorse for me, there was no recourse for me
No apologies, not even you at all Till I get a call that God's No apologies, fuckers, it's all funny I can spit in face while you're standing across from me No
My hits the pillow, a weeping willow I can't sleep, a pain so it bellows But these cellos, help just to me mellow Hands on my head, touch to elbows
I'm hunched over, just flows over These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't me I keep saying it, I can't stress it So keep it and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like When I'm my own throat masturbating Fuck yeah, I'm a case And I mastered this rap till my ass gets wasted
Till my Till I'm slain 'cuz of fags infatuation .44 fascination A taste for disaster and if that's the then
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not 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 Till I get a call that God's No apologies, laugh it's all funny I could spit in your face while you're standing across me No
This isn't 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 to spill raps long after 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 Then expect a longer life
I'd be a beast If I ain't had this outlet to me Inside, I'd be soaked in self loathing And mourning so I'm warning you coax me
It's silly, but its sheep in wolves clothing Who only reacts he gets pushed don't we Fool, the press up this whole thing It's stupid, they don't know' cuz don't see
I'm wounded, all they did was ballooned it I'm sick of bout these tattoos cartoon did That's why I tuned it out I'm 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 Cold as a G, my frozen it don't even beat So no apologies
Expect no sympathy me I'm an MC, is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my frozen it don't even beat So expect no