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No Apologies 04:07
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Well they say there’s nothing quite like hindsight, perfect vision Wish it was the same for foresight But I’ve got astigmatism Think I’m talking shite? Aye right, that’ll be the day son Wee man looks at me like it’s freddy vs jason “Oh you must be older”, is this cos of John Craven? Newsround booze hound Fuck I musta bin mistaken See I keep going back To that generation gap To be honest I don’t know what the fuck is trap I mind when Big Jay said to keep the beats sounding natural But some of this sounds artificial, and I’m fiending for the factual I guess it’s subjective, not into drainpipes or dresses I don’t get the tattooed faces and the muti-colour braces I don’t fuck with anything but refined sugar, fried food and booze That's why I find it hard to walk, and only comfy in my mu-mu Kinda like the difference between Hair, Death and Thrash Doowutchyalike, who cares if I think it’s gash This is boom bap chat from that Southside Kodiak, Big Div on the beats, maaaan we’re takin it right back “No apologies to those that disagree” “And if you take offence fuck it” Well then it’s like that This is boom bap chat from that Southside Kodiak, Big Div on the beats, daaaaamn we’re takin it right back “No apologies to those that disagree” “And if you take offence fuck it” Well then it’s like that Insane in the membrane for a good few months Safe to say I clawed my way out those particular dumps Music is the healer, as was talking some walks And all the Love from my Mrs helped restart what was stopped A change in direction, yes yes a whole new career Helped me reach out and touch What was far became near Nah mate (wooft) it really wasn’t very easy I went from deep winter snows to Outlook being bright and breezy Aye the music was in me, though I tried to kill it off That shit tipped me over, and enough was enough “I tell all of you, like I told all of them” Gotta keep that perspective, or things can get rough “Hold your head high” Yeah, keep your head up something to get off your chest? Head up and speak up, Don’t mumble, if you stumble, it’s cool, just get the fuck up, It’s alright to feel shite, this spirals on it’s way up Chorus Hip hop and mental health, yes these are my jams now The two are interlinked for me, I can see clearly how If I ignore either one, One of my lights goes out, Things get a bit dimmer, back in creeps the doubt, Never been a freestyler, but I respect the art, Never been a battle rapper, aye those boys have got heart, I think I’ve now reached an age, or maybe it’s just a stage, Where if I rhyme, I rhyme, I’m just happy to take part Can’t put a price on happiness, or what keeps you sane If you’re at odds and your position goes against your grain Find a way out your dark, I’m telling you it’s possible, Take a couple of beats, and make the move that’s logical, One life live it troops, so don’t be afraid to say, Exactly What’s on your mind, live each and every day, Be true to yourself, don’t put on an act Here for a good time not a long time, yup and that’s a fact Chorus
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No Apologies (Instrumental) 03:50
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No Apologies (Beatless Version) 04:07
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No Apologies (Radio Version) 04:00
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Well they say there’s nothing quite like hindsight, perfect vision Wish it was the same for foresight But I’ve got astigmatism Think I’m talking *****? Aye right, that’ll be the day son Wee man looks at me like it’s freddy vs jason “Oh you must be older”, is this cos of John Craven? Newsround booze hound **** I musta bin mistaken See I keep going back To that generation gap To be honest I don’t know what the **** is trap I mind when Big Jay said to keep the beats sounding natural But some of this sounds artificial, and I’m fiending for the factual I guess it’s subjective, not into drainpipes or dresses I don’t get the tattooed faces and the muti-colour braces I don’t **** with anything but refined sugar, fried food and booze That's why I find it hard to walk, and only comfy in my mu-mu Kinda like the difference between Hair, Death and Thrash Doowutchyalike, who cares if I think it’s gash This is boom bap chat from that Southside Kodiak, Big Div on the beats, maaaan we’re takin it right back “No apologies to those that disagree” “And if you take offence **** it” Well then it’s like that This is boom bap chat from that Southside Kodiak, Big Div on the beats, daaaaamn we’re takin it right back “No apologies to those that disagree” “And if you take offence **** it” Well then it’s like that Insane in the membrane for a good few months Safe to say I clawed my way out those particular dumps Music is the healer, as was talking some walks And all the Love from my Mrs helped restart what was stopped A change in direction, yes yes a whole new career Helped me reach out and touch What was far became near Nah mate (wooft) it really wasn’t very easy I went from deep winter snows to Outlook being bright and breezy Aye the music was in me, though I tried to kill it off That **** tipped me over, and enough was enough “I tell all of you, like I told all of them” Gotta keep that perspective, or things can get rough “Hold your head high” Yeah, keep your head up something to get off your chest? Head up and speak up, Don’t mumble, if you stumble, it’s cool, just get the **** up, It’s alright to feel *****, this spirals on it’s way up Chorus Hip hop and mental health, yes these are my jams now The two are interlinked for me, I can see clearly how If I ignore either one, One of my lights goes out, Things get a bit dimmer, back in creeps the doubt, Never been a freestyler, but I respect the art, Never been a battle rapper, aye those boys have got heart, I think I’ve now reached an age, or maybe it’s just a stage, Where if I rhyme, I rhyme, I’m just happy to take part Can’t put a price on happiness, or what keeps you sane If you’re at odds and your position goes against your grain Find a way out your dark, I’m telling you it’s possible, Take a couple of beats, and make the move that’s logical, One life live it troops, so don’t be afraid to say, Exactly What’s on your mind, live each and every day, Be true to yourself, don’t put on an act Here for a good time not a long time, yup and that’s a fact Chorus

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released January 31, 2020

Beats & Production by Big Div
Lyrics & Vocals by Noize Creator Epik
Recorded at the Golden Dojo, Glasgow
Art by Mistah Bohze

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