Hollywood Undead - Apologize 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 a worse example Chop it up white stuff let's begin Big wolves linin' up and scorin' little pigs Still drunk and we're doin' it again With a huff and a puff I'm blowin birds on your shit 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' 22 down while I'm pukin' up blood You know I'm here to stay well fuck I'm gonna die young Yo my posse's gettin' big and my posse's gettin' 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 Imma steal your leased rover and pull police over I'm a mean smoker who reaks of weed oder Certified street soldier devil on your teens shoulder Don't invide 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 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 balla We can take the cuz your parents don't wanna They roll there blunts with your marijuana How can I run when the pigs got a chopper I got a gun but they got a lotta Shootin' at the sky with a mother fuckin' 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 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 cuz 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
