David Aldary - No Apologies

Verse 1:

In my mind I`ma fighter, my heart`s a lighter
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up
An arsenic writer, author with arthritis
Carpal tunnel, David will start shit-itis
Hardheaded and hotheaded, bullheaded and pigheaded
Dick-headed, a prick, a big headache - I`m 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,
It`s gonna explode any minute - some lunatic lit it,
And it`s not Nelly, do not tell me to stop yelling
When I stop selling I`ll quit so, stop dwelling
I am not failing, you fuckers are not ready,
`Cause I got jelly like (Beyonce`s) pot belly
This is destiny, yes money, I`m off running
So get off me, I`m not slowing or softening

Chorus:

No apologies, nah suckers I`m not sorry,
You can all sue me, y`all could be the cause of me
No apologies, y`all feelin` the force of me,
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me
No apologies, I`m not even acknowledging you at all,
`till I get a call that God`s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers it`s all funny
I could spit in your face while you`re standing across from me,
No apologies

Verse 2:

My head hits the pillow, a weepin` willow
I can`t sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos help just to keep me mellow
Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows
I`m hunched over, emotion just flows over
These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don`t know me
I keep sayin` it - I can’t stress it enough,
So keep playin` it and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like asphyxiation,
While I`m strangling my own throat masturbatin` (ha-ha)
Fuck yeah, I`m a basket case and I mastered this rap shit,
`till my ass gets wasted, `till my assassination,
`till I`m slain cause of some fag`s infatuation
44 mag - a fascination, a taste for disaster,
And if that`s the case then..

Chorus:

No apologies, nah suckers I`m not sorry,
You can all sue me, y`all could be the cause of me
No apologies, y`all feelin` the force of me,
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me
No apologies, I`m not even acknowledging you at all,
`till I get a call that God`s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers it`s all funny
I could spit in your face while you`re standing across from me,
No apologies

Verse 3:

This song isn`t for you it`s for me - A true mc,
It`s what he`ll do just to see if he still has it
And if his skills mastered,
He`s able to spill raps long after he`s killed, that`s a real MC
Got you feelin` me, whether willing or unwillingly,
You still agree, as long as there`s still this hunger and will in me,
Then expect a longer life expectancy
I`d be a savage beast if I ain`t have this outlet to salvage me
Inside, I`d be exploding soaked in self-loathing and mourning,
So I’m warning you, don’t coax me
It’s silly, I`m really a sheep in wolf`s clothing,
Who only reacts when he gets pushed, don`t be fooled
The press blows up this whole thing - it`s stupid,
They don`t know cause they don`t see that I`m wounded,
All they did was ballooned it
I`m sick of talking `bout these tattoos Cartoon did,
That`s why I tuned it out, I`m sick of dukin`
And they can suck my dick while I`m pukin`,
And you too you can..

Outro: [X2]

..Expect no sympathy from me, I`m an mc,
This is how I`m supposed to be
Cold as a G, my heart’s frozen it don`t even beat
So expect no apologies