Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]
(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
Some won't get it for that I
(I will not apologize) I 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 apologize

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so sick cause I'm infected but but I need a medic
Need a anesthetic, let me show you how I get it
I don't got it but I bet it, I don't worry, I sweat it
You can bitch, you can dead it, you can it there like FedEx
sweet diabetic, big dog can't pet it
Pack an L then I wet it I fill it till it's pregnant
(Take the high back) it everybody got a favorite
I embrace it like I date it but my grandma think I it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her baby moving
Cuz the world is on his shoulders then I up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a black 'matic
Lay you down craft-matic, I'm gone, black magic
(To the hideout) you don't want to gamble with the
Especially when chewy blueys got me on another level
Cuz my teacher I'm slow but my momma think I'm special
But even she I'm coming back like an echo.

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

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

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

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

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib