I'm still fond of you But no more apologies no more apologies I'm too tired I'm so very tired and I'm feeling very sick and ill today But I'm still fond
for actors so you rap but don't you play hard I got the Mac to wax and I ain't tryin to fall back I rap like I'm the tops, stay real 'cos I'm all that
I think I lost someone I think I heard my mother cry I think I left someone Think I saw myself commit homicide kill someone The sweetest thing you have ever seen I
reef But that's gon' unleash Everything I'm trying to hide underneath Then I'd lose all I've earned And if there's two things that I've learned Is I'
But when I do, I'm thinking without standage I apologize, take it as a letter In spite of my actions just know I was raised better (much better) I'm aware
to believe in The disappearing nature of the people we have been We have begun to change into the worst kind of people So unkind Oh apologies, no apologies, this apology
I let you go? I thought I knew it all When you deserved the best and more, you been through it all So you think I sold yo dreams, but what I say I mean
adore, Well I got it, I got it, I wonder if id be happy without it, I doubt it, I try not to really think about it, I made it but I'm still playin like
anymore Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh But no more apologies No more, no more apologies Oh, I'm too tired I'm so sick and tired And I'm feeling
apology to anyone labeled a victim And I'm losin' my mind I just picked up the nine and I gripped 'em And I put it off in that direction like I was the
No back talkin' nigga just unload ya pockets please Do I look like Al B.Sure to you? Keep a gat and next time I'll be sure it's 2 I'll have ya matchin
of his pocket, I give good advice but never follow it, what?s left for me? I?m a hypocrite and if I weren?t I?d be a success story, View this wide world
, bitch Took my endz ho They say it's never enough you know? I gots to have mo' But I'ma shake the spot infact I just jacked his trick and his fo' so I
be, I was impervious As I write these words, and repent, it's my fault Today vestige is upon us, amongst us Reflecting on my past, the things I could have
flow and style I don't stutter, I utter words versatile I'm entertainin with my brain and always wearin a smile I don't front, I don't fake, I run the
no atheist His own self is the God, that his racist ass believes in I saw a sell out, and I spilled him I killed him, when I caught him masturbating to
stop Call me a bad man, I'm tyring to take it to the top I'm just a bad man, you really want some of this Cause I'm a bad man I'm a bad man, you know I
