Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

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

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

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

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

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

[Black
Yo, a what it's smelling like, it ain't going be televised
Governments is hellified, taking and selling pies
I ain't got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be obliged
Murder is comodified, felon for the time
Never was I into trouble I was followed by
trouble with no alibi, had to swallow pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into some people that's I was still alive
Look my daughter's eyes, wonder how can I provide
Got to get from A to B but how can I 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 looking for the dollar sign
Palms get the itching man I got to get the
I fall behind, guess the grind will be my 9 to 5
I will not be conquered by, I will not

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib