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In my mind I' ma fighter, my heart' s a lighter |
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My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up |
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An arsenic writer, author with arthritis |
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Carpal tunnel, Marshall will start shititis |
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Hardheaded and hotheaded, bullheaded and pigheaded |
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Dickheaded, a prick, a big headache I' m sick |
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Quickwitted, for every lyric spitted, |
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There are six critics who wait for me to slip with it |
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So quick, this dynamite stick, bury the wick |
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It' s gonna explode any minute some lunatic lit it, |
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And it' s not Nelly, do not tell me to stop yelling |
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When I stop selling I' ll quit so, stop dwelling |
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I am not failing, you fuckers are not ready, |
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' Cause I got jelly like Beyonce' s pot belly |
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This is destiny, yes money, I' m off running |
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So get off of me, I' m not slowing or softening |
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Chorus: |
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No apologies, nah suckers I' m not sorry |
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You can all sue me, y' all could be the cause of me |
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No apologies, y' all feelin' the force of me |
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No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me |
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No apologies, I' m not even acknowledging you at all |
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' till I get a call that God' s coming |
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No apologies, laugh fuckers it' s all funny |
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I could spit in your face while you' re standing across from me |
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No apologies |
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Verse 2: |
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My head hits the pillow, a weepin' willow |
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I can' t sleep, a pain so deep it bellows |
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But these cellos help just to keep me mellow |
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Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows |
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I' m hunched over, emotion just flows over |
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These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don' t know me |
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I keep sayin' it I cant stress it enough |
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So keep playin' it and stand next to the subs |
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I choke mics like asphyxiation, |
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While I' m strangling my own throat masturbatin' haha |
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Fuck yeah, I' m a basket case and I mastered this rap shit, |
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' till my ass gets wasted, ' till my assassination, |
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' till I' m slain cause of some fag' s infatuation |
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44 mag a fascination, a taste for disaster |
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And if that' s the case then.. |
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Chorus: |
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No apologies, nah suckers I' m not sorry |
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You can all sue me, y' all could be the cause of me |
| [02:06.67] |
No apologies, y' all feelin' the force of me |
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No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me |
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No apologies, I' m not even acknowledging you at all, |
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' till I get a call that God' s coming |
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No apologies, laugh fuckers it' s all funny |
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I could spit in your face while your standing across from me |
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No apologies |
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Verse 3: |
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This song isn' t for you it' s for me A true mc |
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It' s what he' ll do just to see if he still has it |
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And if his skills mastered, |
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He' s able to spill raps long after he' s killed, that' s a real MC, |
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Got you feelin' me, whether willing or unwillingly |
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You still agree, as long as there' s still this hunger and will in me, |
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Then expect a longer life expectancy |
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I' d be a savage beast if I ain' t have this outlet to salvage me, |
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Inside, I' d be exploding soaked in selfloathing and mourning |
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So I' m warning you, don' t coax me |
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Its silly, I' m really a sheep in wolf' s clothing |
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Who only reacts when he gets pushed, don' t be fooled, |
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The press blows up this whole thing it' s stupid, |
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They don' t know cause they don' t see that I' m wounded |
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All they did was ballooned it, |
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I' m sick of talking ' bout these tattoos Cartoon did |
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That' s why I tuned it out, I' m sick of dukin' |
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And they can suck my dick while I' m pukin', |
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And you too you can.. |
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Outro: |
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.. Expect no sympathy from me, I' m an mc |
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This is how I' m supposed to be |
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Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don' t even beat |
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So expect no apologies |
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. Expect no sympathy from me, I' m an mc |
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This is how I' m supposed to be |
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Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don' t even beat |
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So expect no apologies |
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...... end. |