Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib
(I not apologize) I will not apologize
(I will not apologize) I not apologize
This is for all of my peoples who understand and truly
Some won't get it for I won't
(I will not apologize) I will not
(I will not apologize) I will not
This is for all of my peoples who and truly recognize
won't get it for that I won't apologize

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so sick cause I'm but but I don't need a medic
Need a liquid anesthetic, let me you how I get it
I don't got it but I bet it, I don't worry, I don't it
You can bitch, you can it, you can take it there like FedEx
Nothing sweet diabetic, big dog pet it
Pack an L I wet it then I fill it till it's pregnant
(Take the high back) it everybody got a favorite
I embrace it like I it but my grandma think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her baby moving
Cuz the world is on his shoulders then I woke up out that
(And got right back) at it a little black 'matic
Lay you down craft-matic, then I'm gone, black
(To the hideout) you want to gamble with the devil
Especially when them blueys got me on another level
Cuz my teacher I'm slow but my momma think I'm special
But even she know I'm back like an echo.

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

[Dice
For the I'm about to make I will not apologize
Niggas talk a lot of shit, really to stop the lies
rented, cars rented, homie that ain't authentic
Acting tough on TV but to me you seem a little
Don't blame the nigga, blame America, it's all
Acting like a is the only way to sell tickets
Shit I can dig it, niggas gossip digits
White kids buy it, it's a riot when we about pimping
Or sipping on old English brew or they think we do
Spraying double Uzis cuz you know they think we in zoos
The problem is with this everyone to be real confused
The niggas on the streets to the old that watch the news
And BET and the crazy shit they see
They associate with you do the shit to me
you look at me you see just a nigga from the projects
But can't this nigga's mind set but still

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib

[Black
Yo, a revolution's what smelling like, it ain't going be televised
is hellified, taking cake and selling pies
I ain't got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well
is comodified, felon for the second time
Never was I into trouble I was followed by
Facing trouble no alibi, had to swallow pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into some people that's surprised I was still
into my daughter's eyes, wonder how can I provide
Got to get A to B but how can I afford to drive?
Messed around, to get a job and wasn't qualified
Had to see a pal of mine, got to get the rod
Now I'm in the black Impala for the dollar sign
Palms get the itching man I got to get the
Before I fall behind, the grind will be my 9 to 5
I will not be by, I will not apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib