MC Nemesis – I'm Not Sorry

Letra “MC Nemesis – I'm Not Sorry” Official Lyrics

INTRO
I’m not sorry, no I don’t give a fuck!
I’m not sorry, no I don’t give a fuck!
I’m not sorry, no I don’t give a fuck!
I’m not sorry, still I don’t give a fuck!

VERSE 1
Not sorry, got my shovel out, boutta bury you
I came to, collect souls and deny Satan his due
You knew I preached the truth like I’m behind the pew
You blind, tellin’ lies, an actor readin’on cue
Stoked the coals, hold the smoke, hold it I’m a beast
Blowing’ back like a dragon spittin’out diss heat
Nobody can stop me, I’m crushing the weak
Best grab ya Glock except bet ya ran outta shots
I keep killing it every time that the beat drops
And so what when I’m not? I’ll be a fuckin’ flop
Till then I’m gonna pop off with these fiery lips
Threw the hammer back, about to unload clips
I see you on my page in a rage, gettin’ madder
I’m aimin’ for ya head blowin’ out ya brain matter
You don’t matter, I’m a wolf eatin’ up all you pricks
This Sadistic shit hawkin’ venom I’m so sick
My penmanship bout to be grandfathered in
The style that I rhyme with bringin’ about they ends
I’m so high, these gummies meltin’ my mind
High up in the sky, crafting raps like its divine

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HOOK
I’m not sorry, for every verse that I wrote
It came from the heart every word that I spoke
So cry fakers, I drink the tears of you clowns
I ain’t neva gonna quit, I’m gonna stick around

VERSE 2
Rappers be sellin’ out to labels to get played on stations
I stayed put, held my ground, and that takes some dedication
I’m just sayin’ labels are wack, the translation
Fuck all sellouts to the Music Corporation
You did it cause you had to, you had your limitations
I don’t, so I won’t this rap’s a simple equation
Add ambition, subtract addiction, divide the winnings
Multiple fake rappers, divide them all for sinning
I’m not sorry, sharpenin’ up my knives for the hunt
I prefer to stab my prey watch em’ bleed like some cunts
Closing nazi camps on all wannabes without names
Lock em’ up in a cage, spray the fumes, then I’ll light the flames
Using propane, you’ll explode, like my thoughts
I fear my psychotic nature sometimes like a lot
Look I took some therapy so I had been taught
To concoct plots on fake internet rapper thots
Get the shotgun out and just start blastin’ shots
Feastin’ eatin’ ya fear like these boom bap beats
What a treat, fresh meat, now go wallow in your defeat

HOOK
I’m not sorry, for every verse that I wrote
It came from the heart every word that I spoke
So cry fakers, I drink the tears of you clowns
I ain’t neva gonna quit, I’m gonna stick around

VERSE 3
A quick death then cut ya up into five parts
Enough body parts to fill up nine Noah’s Arks
Don’t blame me, you fake rappers lit my spark
The Videos that I upload are horrible like snuff films
My studio recordings are tapped inside loony bins
I’m not sorry, don’t care if you think I’m right or wrong
God of God rappers you can suck on my dong
Words cuttin’ deep, yeah you gonna need some stitches
Rantin’ n’ ravin’ like I’m Alex Jones bitches
The frog’s are gay, the government is corrupt
But you know what? I still don’t give a fuck
Droppin’ bombs Kamikaze like was done to Japan
A hostile takeover like Al Qaeda did Iran
Wham my jams cut life spans when I’m flowin’
Laid out a lethal plan like a paid hitman I’m blowin’
Knock knock at the door the fuckin’ reaper’s here
You fucked up let death into the den I smell ya fear
I’m like if Jack the ripper n’ Ed Kemper had a son
The spawn of Ted Bundy and Charles Manson
I gotta go get my shot, you can frame it this my story
Flip off the heat, out of beat, just seekin’ the glory

HOOK
I’m not sorry, for every verse that I wrote
It came from the heart every word that I spoke
So cry fakers, I drink the tears of you clowns
I ain’t neva gonna quit, I’m gonna stick around