Hollywood Undead - Apoll | Текст песни

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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


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