Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

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

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so sick cause I'm infected but but I don't need a
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 take it like FedEx
Nothing diabetic, big dog can't pet it
Pack an L then I wet it then I fill it it's pregnant
(Take the back) face it everybody got a favorite
I embrace it like I date it but my think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her moving slower
Cuz the world is on his then I woke up out that coma
(And got back) at it with a little black 'matic
Lay you down craft-matic, I'm gone, black magic
(To the hideout) you don't want to with the devil
Especially when them chewy blueys got me on level
Cuz my teacher think I'm but my momma think I'm special
But even she know I'm coming like an echo.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib

Raw]
For the statements I'm to make I will not apologize
Niggas talk a lot of shit, need to stop the lies
Jewels rented, cars rented, homie that 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 tickets
Shit I can dig it, gossip silly digits
White kids buy it, it's a riot we talking about pimping
Or on old English brew or whatever they think we do
double Uzis cuz you know they think we live in zoos
The problem is with everyone seems to be real confused
The niggas on the streets to the old people that the news
And watch BET and the crazy shit see
associate with you do the same shit to me
When you at me you see just a nigga from the projects
But can't understand this mind set but still

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

[Black
Yo, a revolution's what it's smelling like, it ain't be televised
Governments is hellified, taking cake and pies
I got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well obliged
Murder is comodified, felon for the second
Never was I into chasing I was followed by
Facing trouble with no alibi, had to pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into people that's surprised I was still alive
Look into my daughter's eyes, how can I provide
Got to get from A to B but how can I afford to
Messed around, tried to get a job and wasn't
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 man I got to get the calamine
Before I fall behind, guess the grind be my 9 to 5
I not be conquered by, I will not apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]