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Testo No Apologies

[Verse 1: Eminem]

In my mind I'm a fighter, my hearts a lighter

My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up

An arsenic writer, Author with Arth-r-itis

Carpel-tunnel, Marshall with start shit-itis

Hard-headed and hot-headed

Bull-headed and pig-headed

Dick-headed a prick, a big headache I'm sick

Quick-witted for every lyric spitted

There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it

So quick this dynamite stick, bury the wick

It's gonna ex-plode any minute, some lunatic

Lit it and its 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 of me

I'm not slowing or softening


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 feeling the force of me

No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me

No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all

Till I get a call that God's coming

No apologies, laugh fuckers, its all funny

I can spit in your face while you're standing across from me

No apologies

[Verse 2: Eminem]

My head hits the pillow, a weeping 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 saying it, I can't stress it enough

So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs

I choke mics like asphyxation

When I'm strangling my own throat masturbating

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 cuz of some fags infatuation

.44 Mag's fascination a taste for disaster and if that's the case then


[Verse 3: Eminem]

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 feeling 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 had 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 cuz 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 duking

They can suck my dick while I'm puking, and you too you can

[Hook 2]

Expect no sympathy from me

I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be

Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat

So expect no apologies

Expect no sympathy from me

I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be

Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat

So expect no apologies

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