Public Apology - Attila
I want every single one of you to know that I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart.
I am so sorry, sorry that you're a little b_tch
You want apologies, well f_ck you
None of you motherf_ckers will know what I've been through
Been broke my whole life and locked in jail cell
All of y'all can go to hell
In debt, washing dishes in a hot kitchen
No light ahead, just bad news and dark visions
You wanna talk like you know me
You wanna talk more sh_t like you motherf_ckin' know me
Here we go, here we go, here we go
Now listen up
F_ck your sh_t, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could s_ck this d_ck
I say cunt, I say b_tch
You motherf_ckers get offended by anything
F_ck your sh_t, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could s_ck this d_ck
I say cunt, I say b_tch
You motherf_ckers get offended by anything
So go ahead and get offended by this
Take it or leave it, I think you probably need it
I see you b_tchin' for a living, I'm just glad I offended you
I'm here to stay, I ain't going away
You can yell and complain but I'ma stay the same, what
Are you done, are you done
Are you f_cking done
F_ck your sh_t, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could s_ck this d_ck
I say cunt, I say b_tch
You motherf_ckers get offended by anything
F_ck your sh_t, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could s_ck this d_ck
I say cunt, I say b_tch
You motherf_ckers get offended by anything
Your finger's on the trigger
But my hand's around your neck
So easily insulted
I live under your skin
Uh, let me tell you some
Turn me up, uh here we go
I went on tour without a penny in my pocket
Dreams of making music was the only thing I rocked with
You wanna judge like I'm on the stand, well
Come and say it to my face and you can catch these hands
F_ck your sh_t, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could s_ck this d_ck
I say cunt, I say b_tch
You motherf_ckers get offended by anything
F_ck your sh_t, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could s_ck this d_ck
I say cunt, I say b_tch
You motherf_ckers get offended by anything
Your finger's on the trigger
But my hand's around your neck
So easily insulted
I live under your skin
Ha-ha-ha, oh yeah
I am so sorry, sike