[Intro: Dom Pachino] Yeah, uh-huh, I ain't sorry for shit, man I ain't sorry for shit I did in the past I'mma learn from my mistakes, uh-huh, yea, yeah, yo
[Dom Pachino] I'm sorry for the things I did in my past I'm sorry for the way, I get up in a nigga's ass No homo, no more promo, no more privono Know one of you, if shown energy that I show, when I speak into the phono No more Mario Cuomo, stand alone, straight solo Soon to pipe like I'm playing polo Knone one of you, if shown energy that I show When I do, a showmo, yo, a showmo Yeah, entertain a crowd, like I was trained for a riot When I sling 'caine did they buy it? Did they try it, or did they deny it, man Some cooked it, but for sure, no fiend overlooked it If I was doing shows, I was straight booked, kid You know it's funny? Like I can show ya'll niggas ya'll can't fuck with Dom P.'s money Ya'll can't stop the way I'm dropping it And I stick for the topics, straight logic, man Get that CREAM nigga, live your dream nigga Cuz I'mma do what I gotta, youknowhatimsaying man? Word up, S.I.N.Y., Staten Island, New York I'm not sorry for shit, they way I started in this, man Hold on, let me think... Around my hood, they was kicking darts, nigga Man, they was kicking darts, nigga Every now and then I sneak to a show Hip Hop at the door I was a shorty, I used to step to an MC like can I get some time, money I was a little young nigga, but I used to toke the gun, nigga Yeah I was raised in the Stat That's where I lay my hat Staten Island, where you at? man Stapleton, where you at? Park Hill, where you at? Is ya'll niggas living that? Is ya'll niggas living that? Man It's Dom P, man, real shit, real talk We gon' rip this shit, nigga, real talk Yeah, uh-huh, yeah, I'm not sorry for shit I'm not sorry for shit, what I did, man, I'm here, I'm living it What? I'm not sorry the way I roll with my click Ya'll be sorry, I'm not sorry the way I roll with my click I'm not sorry, the way I made it from the slums to the sticks Doing shows for the honkeys, the niggas and the spics Man, I'm a global dude international Yeah, and I'm really quite rational You just got to talk rational I might end up splashing you If you ain't talking right, man And we wild for the night, man Please don't start a fight, man The show be over and the people that pay money They be mad, cuz they ain't sober They might strike like the cobra Cuz you ain't let this soldier speak And give 'em what they want, you don't really want to front on the Team Yeah, yeah, ya'll be sorry Ya'll be sorry, but I'm not sorry I'm not sorry, I learned from my mistakes man That's what it takes man
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[Dom Pachino] I'm sorry for the things I did in my past I'm sorry for the way, I get up in a nigga's ass No homo, no more promo, no more privono Know one of you, if shown energy that I show, when I speak into the phono No more Mario Cuomo, stand alone, straight solo Soon to pipe like I'm playing polo Knone one of you, if shown energy that I show When I do, a showmo, yo, a showmo Yeah, entertain a crowd, like I was trained for a riot When I sling 'caine did they buy it? Did they try it, or did they deny it, man Some cooked it, but for sure, no fiend overlooked it If I was doing shows, I was straight booked, kid You know it's funny? Like I can show ya'll niggas ya'll can't fuck with Dom P.'s money Ya'll can't stop the way I'm dropping it And I stick for the topics, straight logic, man Get that CREAM nigga, live your dream nigga Cuz I'mma do what I gotta, youknowhatimsaying man? Word up, S.I.N.Y., Staten Island, New York I'm not sorry for shit, they way I started in this, man Hold on, let me think... Around my hood, they was kicking darts, nigga Man, they was kicking darts, nigga Every now and then I sneak to a show Hip Hop at the door I was a shorty, I used to step to an MC like can I get some time, money I was a little young nigga, but I used to toke the gun, nigga Yeah I was raised in the Stat That's where I lay my hat Staten Island, where you at? man Stapleton, where you at? Park Hill, where you at? Is ya'll niggas living that? Is ya'll niggas living that? Man It's Dom P, man, real shit, real talk We gon' rip this shit, nigga, real talk Yeah, uh-huh, yeah, I'm not sorry for shit I'm not sorry for shit, what I did, man, I'm here, I'm living it What? I'm not sorry the way I roll with my click Ya'll be sorry, I'm not sorry the way I roll with my click I'm not sorry, the way I made it from the slums to the sticks Doing shows for the honkeys, the niggas and the spics Man, I'm a global dude international Yeah, and I'm really quite rational You just got to talk rational I might end up splashing you If you ain't talking right, man And we wild for the night, man Please don't start a fight, man The show be over and the people that pay money They be mad, cuz they ain't sober They might strike like the cobra Cuz you ain't let this soldier speak And give 'em what they want, you don't really want to front on the Team Yeah, yeah, ya'll be sorry Ya'll be sorry, but I'm not sorry I'm not sorry, I learned from my mistakes man That's what it takes man
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