me, it was the fault of my memory and I?m sorry? but this apology it benefits no one, least of all the wretch of a man from who this apology came from
Reflecting on my past, the things I could have done One selfless act, now it's good for none This machine has turned against us, the apocalypse it has sent Apologies
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
me 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
for words but I keep on speaking. Apologies, I have none. I'm not ashamed of who I am or what love done. Courage cannot be approached with caution. And I'm one
Apologies, good friend, for I have none at all! The shame you teach is something to be overthrown. I am who I am, and I?ll never trade that in for a
me 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
no more apologies No more, no more apologies Oh, I'm too tired I'm so sick and tired And I'm feeling very sick and ill today But I'm still fond of you
no choice I'd rather have you than the finest of jewels For you I travel over heart throws minus the shoes Rules there ain't none 'cuz I'm caught in
niggaz Fuck y'all hoes, I told Royce I ain't like that motherfucka Faggots, I smack the shit outta any one o' y'all niggaz Sell my bill one nigga What
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 kiss one I always
get. Chorus One chance, so I live for the moment, I'm just one man what I wouldn't give for this moment, We got one world; still we take it in stride
, trying to keep the blocks on hot I'm just a bad man, you really want some of this 'Cause I'm a bad man I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man I
me You won't see me anymore I'm still fond of you So no more apologies, no more apologies I'm too tired, I'm too sick and tired And I'm feeling very
for my flowing style I don't stutter, I utter words, versatile I'm entertaining with my brain, and always wearing a smile I don't front, I don't fake, I
