In my mind I'm a fighter, my heart's a My soul is the fluid, my flow it brighter But arsenic writer, often arthritis Carpel-tunnel, Marshal with start
Hard-headed and hot-headed, bull-headed and Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm Quick with it for every lyric it There are 6 who wait, for me to slip with it
So quit this stick, bury the wick It's gonna explode any minute, someone Lit it and its not Nelly, do not me to stop yelling When I stop selling I'll quit so, stop
I am not failing, you fuckers are not 'Cuz I got jelly, like jizzin on 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 remorse for me, like there was no for me
No apologies, not acknowledging you at all Till I get a call that God's No apologies, laugh fuckers, all funny I can spit in your face while standing across from me No
My head hits the pillow, a willow I can't sleep, a so deep it bellows But these cellos, just to keep me mellow on my head, touch knees to elbows
I'm hunched over, emotion just over These cold shoulders are frozen, you don't know me I keep saying it, I 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 basket And I mastered this rap shit till my ass wasted
my assassination Till I'm 'cuz of some fags infatuation .44 fascination A taste for and if that's the case then
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not You can all sue me, could 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 even you at all Till I get a call that coming No apologies, laugh it's all funny I could spit in your face while you're across from me No
This song for you it's for me A MC, it's what I do just to see if he still has it And if his mastered He's able to spill raps long after he's that's a
MC got you feeling me Whether willing or unwillingly, you still As long as there's this hunger, and will in me expect a longer life expectancy
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 you don't coax me
It's silly, but really its in wolves clothing Who only reacts when he gets don't we Fool, the press blows up this whole It's stupid, they don't cuz they don't see
I'm wounded, all they did was ballooned it I'm sick of talking bout these tattoos did That's why I tuned it out I'm sick of They can suck my while I'm puking, and you too you can
no sympathy from me I'm an MC, is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my heart's 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 frozen it don't even beat So no apologies