Текст песни «No Apologies (Album Version (Explicit))» — Eminem

Текст песни «No Apologies (Album Version (Explicit))» из альбома 2006 года «Eminem Presents The Re-Up» Eminem.


No Apologies

In my mind I’ma fighter, my heart’s a lighter
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up Arsenic writer, author with arthritis
Carpel tunnel, Marshall will 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 buried 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 quit
So stop dwelling an I am not felling
You f*ckers are not ready, cause I got jelly, like (Beyonce's) pot belly
This is Destiny, yes money I’m of 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 feelin' the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all
'till I get a call that god’s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers it’s all funny
I can spit in ya face while your standin' across from me, no apologies
My head hit’s the pillow, a weeping willow, I can’t sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos help just to keep me mellow, hand’s on my head,
touched knees to elbow
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 mic’s like asphyxiation when I’m stranglin' my own throat masturbatin'
F*ck yeah Ima basket case and I mastered this rap sh*t, 'till my ass gets
wasted, 'till my assassination
'till I’m slain 'cause of some fag’s infatuation
44 mags a fascination, a taste for disaster and if that’s the case then
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, not even acknowledging you at all
'till I get a call that god’s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers it’s all funny
I can spit in ya face while your standin' across from me, no apologies
This song isn’t for you, it’s for me, a true MC
It’s what it do just to see if he still has it And if his skills mastered
He’s able to spill raps long after his 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 an 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 talkin' 'bout these tattoos cartoon did
That’s why I tuned it out, I’m sick of dukin'
An they can suck my dick while I’m pukin', an you too, you can
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 dont 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 dont even beat
So expect no apologies

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