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 You heard us before but that was just a little sample We're back for more here to set worse example Chop it up white stuff.. let's begin! Big wolves linin'up and scorin'little pigs Still drunk and we're doing it again... With a huff and a puff I am blowing birds on your shit Learn it out pitch black grin still white skin You know i am hard to kill but real i am movin'in I'm putting 22 down while I'm puking up blood You know I'm here to stay well fuck i am gonna die young YO my posse's getting big and my posse's getting 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 shit Don't try to criticize... You bitches 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 I am steal your leased rover and pull police over I'm a mean smoker who reaks of weed order Certified street soldier devil on your teens shoulder Don't invide Scene over he pee's at sleep over He asked your sister out so that he could cheat on her What a creep loner, shit i couldn't sink lower You just got a mean boner from Charlie Scene poster If I'm poppin'a wheelie it means I'm jackin'your bike Got my middle finger raised as I'm running 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 So many dollars stuffed in my wallet Chain so bling yeah you know that I'm a baller We can take the blame cause your parents don't wanna They roll their blunts with your marijuana How can i run when the pigs got a chopper I got a gun but they got a lotta Shooting at the sky with a mother fucking 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 Reflection 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 dealing The Mother still buyin'and the father still preaching And now it's up to me 'cos 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