No Apologies - Jon Connor

I ain’t sorry for not giving up

Look where I ended up

But being humble for so long

Pushed me to the point that i don’t give a fuck

Sacrificed half my life, while niggas was living good

Thinking, «If I got so much talent, why the fuck I’m in the hood?»

No sympathy for none of these niggas, no compassion

Try to hold me back;

this payback, my satisfaction

I think about all these shows and the promoters that try to ho us

And to my soldiers: thank god we ain’t give up like they told us

See, bitch niggas praying for my downfall

Smiling in my face, that’s why I stay the fuck from around y’all

Fake niggas acting like we cool cause they know I rap

Then they turn around and call me fake cause I ain’t act like I know them back

My status changed, but I didn’t

They fuck me over and just move on like I ain’t 'posed to remember

This to my folks that held me down, I’ma hold you down till my casket drop

Hell nah, I can’t stop;

haters, just sit back and watch

And they know that I got

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

Broke as fuck, sitting up

Dreaming about the days, that i will be paid

Reminiscing on all of the days

My momma would slave

Ate the same shit for six days and never complained

«Least you eating something,» was the food that’s feeding my brain

Went to private school, but it was fucked up here where i stayed

Sacrifice my mom made to make sure my tuition was paid

Hood niggas jealous cause they thinking I’m better than them

Kids at school talk like i ain’t on the same level as them

Fucked up, confused and hurt

The home of the brave, where bullets get sprayed

Two yards away from where little kids play

Till this day it’s the same shit

Ain’t nothing changed

Not from no hoping or no slogan, or no fucking campaign

Come and visit where i grew up at

You would swear to god this where the atomic bomb blew up at

I tell em fuck what you think about my history

Cause half these niggas mad about what they think I had

And don’t know half, so kiss my ass and i got

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

It’s like: my cousin died, granny died, Mani died;

ain’t quit

Laid my head down at night, gunfire;

can’t quit

Poverty across the globe, identical, same shit

But if it ain’t affecting us, we acting like it ain’t shit

In the days where we care more about the presentation than the information

That’s why we’ll go to a concert before a demonstration

This ain’t 'bout my people, y’all people

Homie, this for all people

So y’all don’t forget the fact we are people

A life is priceless worth more than gas prices

Ain’t trying to be righteous, but it shouldn’t take death to unite us

I don’t vote so don’t ask, let’s get it clear

Cause no matter who the president, my city gets worse every motherfucking year

See, we feel like we ain’t got no voice

Cause believe we in these conditions by design and not by choice

And this the real news, I’m just reporting what I’m seeing

I’m speaking for the people, if you looking for the reason, I got

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

No apologies these days

No apologies these days