Apologize Lyrics

We don't apologize And that's just the way it is But we can harmonize Even if we sound like shit
Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids, 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 shit 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' twenty two down while I'm pukin' up blood You know I'm here to stay, well fuck I'm gonna die young Yo my posse's gettin' big and my posse's gettin' bigger It's one eighty eight 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 shit
Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids, for all the kids
It's easy to be drunk when it's hard to be sober I'ma steal your leased rover and pull police over I'm a mean smoker who reaks of weed odor Certified street soldier devil on your teens shoulder
Don't invite Scene over, he pee's at sleep overs He asked your sister out just so that he could cheat on her What a creep loner, shit I couldn't sink lower You just got a mean boner from a Charlie Sheen 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 shit
Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids, 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 plane 'cause your parents don't wanna They roll there blunts with your marijuana
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 motherfuckin' sawed off God bless a catholic, forgive me father
Now what's a man to do when another holds a Bible A lot of kids suing 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? At the playground they're dealin' The mother still buyin' and the father still preachin' Now it's up to me 'cause 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 shit
Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids, for all the kids