Eminem No Apologies-RGF Lyrics

Verse 1:

In my mind I'm a fighter, my heart's a lighter.
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up.
An a___nic writer, author with arthritis
carpal tunnel, Marshall with start s___-itis
hardheaded and hotheaded
bullheaded and pigheaded
d___-headed, a p____, 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 its 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 f___ers 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.

Chorus:

No apologies
naw suckers I'm not sorry you can all sue me
ya''ll could be the cause of me
no apologies
y'all feelin' the force of me
no remorse from 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 f___ers it's all funny
I could spit in your face while your 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 cant 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' (haha)
f___ yeah I'm a basket-case and I mastered this rap s___ til' my a__ gets wasted.
til' my a__assination, til' I'm slain cause of some f__'s infatuation
44 mags, a fascination, a taste for disaster and if thats the case then.

Chorus.

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 and self loathing and morning
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
thats why I tuned it out, I'm sick of dukin'
and they can suck my d___ while I'm pukin'
and 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 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.