Attila - Public Apology Lyrics

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 bitch

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 shit like you motherf*ckin' know me

Here we go, here we go, here we go
Now listen up

F*ck your shit, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could suck this dick
I say c*nt, I say bitch
You motherf*ckers get offended by anything
F*ck your shit, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could suck this dick
I say c*nt, I say bitch
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 bitchin' 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 shit, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could suck this dick
I say c*nt, I say bitch
You motherf*ckers get offended by anything
F*ck your shit, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could suck this dick
I say c*nt, I say bitch
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 understable
Well come and say it to my face
You can catch these hands

F*ck your shit, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could suck this dick
I say c*nt, I say bitch
You motherf*ckers get offended by anything
F*ck your shit, I stay sick
If you don't like it, you could suck this dick
I say c*nt, I say bitch
You motherf*ckers get offended by anything
So go ahead and get offended by this

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