No Apologies

In my mind Ima fighter, my hearts a lighter
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up
An arsenic writer, author with arthritis
Carpal tunnel, Marshall will start ****-itis
Hardheaded and hotheaded, bullheaded and pigheaded
****-headed, a prick, a big headache - Im sick
Quick-witted, for every lyric spitted,
There are six critics who wait for me to slip with it
So quick, this dynamite stick, bury the wick
Its gonna explode any minute - some lunatic lit it,
And its not Nelly, do not tell me to stop yelling
When I stop selling Ill quit so, stop dwelling
I am not failing, you ******* are not ready,
Cause I got jelly like (Beyonces) pot belly
This is destiny , yes money, Im off running
So get off of me, Im not slowing or softening

Chorus:

No apologies, nah suckers Im not sorry
You can all sue me, yall could be the cause of me
No apologies, yall feelin the force of me
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me
No apologies, Im not even acknowledging you at all
till I get a call that Gods coming
No apologies, laugh ******* its all funny
I could spit in your face while youre standing across from me
No apologies

Verse 2:

My head hits the pillow, a weepin willow
I cant sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos help just to keep me mellow
Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows
Im hunched over, emotion just flows over
These cold shoulders are both frozen, you dont know me
I keep sayin it - I cant stress it enough
So keep playin it and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like asphyxiation,
While Im strangling my own throat masturbatin (haha)
**** yeah, Im a basket case and I mastered this rap ****,
till my ass gets wasted, till my assassination,
till Im slain cause of some fags infatuation
44 mag - a fascination, a taste for disaster
And if thats the case then..

Chorus:

No apologies, nah suckers Im not sorry
You can all sue me, yall could be the cause of me
No apologies, yall feelin the force of me
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me
No apologies , Im not even acknowledging you at all,
till I get a call that Gods coming
No apologies, laugh ******* its all funny
I could spit in your face while your standing across from me
No apologies

Verse 3:

This song isnt for you its for me - A true mc
Its what hell do just to see if he still has it
And if his skills mastered,
Hes able to spill raps long after hes killed, thats a real MC,
Got you feelin me, whether willing or unwillingly
You still agree, as long as theres still this hunger and will in me,
Then expect a longer life expectancy
Id be a savage beast if I aint have this outlet to salvage me,
Inside, Id be exploding soaked in self-loathingand mourning
So I'm warning you, don't coax me
Its silly, Im really a sheep in wolfs clothing
Who only reacts when he gets pushed, dont be fooled,
The press blows up this whole thing - its stupid,
They dont know cause they dont see that Im wounded
All they did was ballooned it,
Im sick of talking bout these tattoos Cartoon did
Thats why I tuned it out, Im sick of dukin
And they can suck my **** while Im pukin,
And you too you can..
Outro:

..Expect no sympathy from me, Im an mc
This is how Im supposed to be
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it dont even beat
So expect no apologies

.Expect no sympathy from me , Im an mc
This is how Im supposed to be
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it dont even beat
So expect no apologies
......end.