Tonalité : D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
A
Dm
A
Dm
A
Dm
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
A
Dm
You bitches better plead the fifth
We've been idolized
Role models for all the kids
(for all the kids)
Verse 2
Dm
You heard us before but that was
just a little sample
We're back for more here
to set a worse example
A
Chop it up white stuff let's begin
Dm
Big wolves linin' up and scorin' little pigs
A
Still drunk and we're doin' it again
Dm
With a huff and a puff I'm blowin'
A
birds on your shit
Dm
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
A
Dm
You know I'm here to stay well
A
fuck I'm gonna die young
Dm
Yo my posse's gettin' big and my
posse's gettin' bigger
It's one eighty eight minus one
you know the figure.
Verse 3
Dm
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.
Verse 4
Dm
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 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 Scene 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.
Verse 5
Dm
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
Verse 6
Role models for all the kids.
Dm
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
A
pigs got a chopper
Dm
A
Am
I got a gun but they got a lotta
Dm
Shootin' at the sky with
a mother fuckin' 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 suein 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 a play ground
they're dealin'
The mother still buyin' and the father
still preachin'
And now it's up to me cause no one's
gonna teach him
Dm
Now nobody, nobody needs 'em.
Verse 7
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)
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