Apologize (Explicit)

We don't apologize

And that's just the way it is

But we can harmonize

Even if we sound like s**t

Don't try to criticize

You b***hes better plead the fifth

We've been idolized

Role models for all the kids

You heard us before but

That was just a little sample

We're back for more here

To set a worse example

Chop it up white stuff let's begin

Big wolves linin' up and scorin' little pigs

Still drunk and we're doin' it again

With a huff and a puff

I'm blowin birds on your s**t

Learn it out pitch black grin still white skin

You know I'm hard to kill

But real I'm movin' in

I'm puttin' 22 down

While I'm pukin' up blood

You know I'm here to stay well f**k

I'm gonna die young

Yo my posse's gettin' big and

My posse's gettin' bigger

It's 188 minus one you know the figure

We don't apologize

And that's just the way it is

But we can harmonize

Even if we sound like s**t

Don't try to criticize

You b***hes better plead the fifth

We've been idolized

Role models for all the kids

It's easy to be drunk when

It's hard to be sober

Imma steal your leased rover

And pull police over

I'm a mean smoker

Who reaks of w**d oder

Certified street soldier devil

On your teens shoulder

Don't invide Scene over

He pee's at sleep overs

He asked your sister out

So that he could cheat on her

What a creep loner

S**t i couldn't sink lower

You just got a mean boner

From a Charlie Scene poster

If I'm poppin' a wheelie

It means I'm jackin your bike

Got my middle finger raised as

I'm runnin' red lights

I'm known to punch 'em

In the dick at the end of a fight

And I never say I'm sorry at the end of the night

We don't apologize

And that's just the way it is

But we can harmonize

Even if we sound like s**t

Don't try to criticize

You b***hes better plead the fifth

We've been idolized

Role models for all the kids

So many dollars stuffed

In my wallet

Chain so bling yeah

You know that I'm a balla

We can take the cuz your parents don't wanna

They roll there blunts with your m*******a

How can I run when the pigs got a chopper

I got a gun but they got a lotta

Shootin' at the sky

With a mother f**kin' sawed off

God bless a cathlic forgive me father

Now what's a man to do

When another holds a Bible

A lot of kids suein me holdin' me liable

Reflections of a kid and

They call him suicidal

Dead beat such a sinner

But we call him a child

How can you blame him

A play ground they're dealin

The mother still buyin'

And the father still preachin'

And now it's up to me cuz

No one's gonna teach him

Now nobody nobody needs 'em

We don't apologize

And that's just the way it is

But we can harmonize

Even if we sound like s**t

Don't try to criticize

You b***hes better plead the fifth

We've been idolized

Role models for all the kids