Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib
(I will not apologize) I not apologize
(I will not apologize) I will not
is for all of my peoples who understand and truly recognize
Some get it for that I won't
(I will not apologize) I not apologize
(I not apologize) I will not apologize
This is for all of my peoples who 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 need a medic
Need a liquid anesthetic, let me you how I get it
I don't got it but I bet it, I worry, I don't sweat it
You can bitch, you can it, you can take it there like FedEx
sweet diabetic, big dog can't pet it
Pack an L I wet it then I fill it till it's pregnant
(Take the high back) face it got a favorite
I embrace it I date it but my grandma think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her baby moving
Cuz the is on his shoulders then I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a little black
Lay you craft-matic, then I'm gone, black magic
(To the hideout) you don't want to gamble the devil
Especially when them chewy blueys got me on another
Cuz my teacher think I'm but my momma think I'm special
But she know I'm coming back like an echo.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

Raw]
For the statements I'm about to make I will not
Niggas 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 timid
Don't blame the nigga, blame America, it's all
Acting like a monkey is the only way to tickets
Shit I can dig it, gossip silly digits
White kids buy it, a riot when 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 with everyone seems to be real confused
The niggas on the streets to the old people watch the news
And watch BET and the shit 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 mind set but still

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib

Thought]
Yo, a revolution's what it's smelling like, it ain't be televised
is hellified, taking cake and selling pies
I ain't got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well
Murder is comodified, felon for the second
Never was I into chasing I was followed by
Facing with no alibi, had to swallow pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into some people that's surprised I was still
Look 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 looking for the dollar sign
get the itching man I got to get the calamine
Before I fall behind, guess the grind be my 9 to 5
I will not be conquered by, I will not

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]