Intro: | | (x2) 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 Verso 1: You heard us before, but that was just a little sample We're back for more, here to set the worst example Chop it up, white stuff, let's begin Big wolves lining up and snorting little pigs Still drunk and we're doing it again With a huff and a puff, I'll blow and burn down your shit Murdered out, pitch black grin, still white skin You know I'm hard to kill, for real I'm moving in I'm putting twenty-two down while I'm puking up blood You know I'm here to stay or, fuck, I'm gonna die young Now my posse's getting big and my posse's getting 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 Verso 2: It's easy to be drunk when it's hard to be sober I'mma steal your leased Rover and pull police over I'm a mean smoker who reeks of weed odor Certified street soldier, devil on your teen's shoulder Don't invite Scene over, he pees at sleepovers He asks your sister out just so he can cheat on her What a creep loner, shit, I couldn't sink lower You just got a mean boner from a Charlie Scene poster If I'm popping a wheelie, it's 'cause I'm jacking 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'll 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 Verso 3: 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 motherfucking sawed-off God bless a Catholic, forgive me Father Now, what's a man to do when another holds a Bible? Vatican suing me, holding me liable Confessions of a kid and they call 'em suicidal Temptations of a sinner but we call him a child How can you blame 'em? A playground of dealing The mother's still buying, the father's still preaching Now it's up to me 'cause no one's gonna teach 'em N.C. 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