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) 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' twenty two 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 one eighty eight 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'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. 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 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 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. (for all the kids)