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

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so cause I'm infected but but I don't need a medic
a liquid anesthetic, let me show you how I get it
I got it but I bet it, I don't worry, I don't sweat it
You can bitch, you can dead it, you can take it there FedEx
Nothing 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) face it got a favorite
I embrace it like I date it but my think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her baby slower
Cuz the world is on his then I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a little 'matic
Lay you down craft-matic, then I'm gone, magic
(To the hideout) you don't want to gamble 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.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib

[Dice
For the statements I'm to make I will not apologize
Niggas talk a lot of shit, really need to the lies
Jewels rented, 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 a monkey is the only way to sell tickets
Shit I can dig it, niggas gossip digits
kids buy it, it's a riot when we talking about pimping
Or sipping on old English brew or whatever they we do
Spraying double Uzis cuz you know they think we live in
The is with this everyone seems to be real confused
The niggas on the streets to the old people that the news
And BET and the crazy shit they see
They associate you do the same shit to me
you look at me you see just a nigga from the projects
But can't understand this nigga's mind set but

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

[Black
Yo, a revolution's what it's smelling like, it ain't going be
Governments is hellified, taking cake and selling
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 chasing trouble I was by
Facing with 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 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 looking for the dollar
Palms get the man I got to get the calamine
I fall behind, guess the grind will be my 9 to 5
I not be conquered by, I will not apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib