Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

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

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so sick cause I'm but but I don't need a medic
Need a anesthetic, let me show 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 then I wet it then I it till it's pregnant
(Take the back) face it everybody got a favorite
I it like I date it but my grandma think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her her baby moving slower
Cuz the world is on his then I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a little black
Lay you down craft-matic, then I'm gone, black
(To the hideout) you don't want to gamble the devil
Especially when them chewy got me on another level
Cuz my teacher think I'm slow but my think I'm special
But she know I'm coming back like an echo.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

Raw]
For the I'm about 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 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, gossip silly digits
White kids buy it, it's a riot when we talking 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 this everyone to be real confused
The niggas on the streets to the old that watch the news
And watch BET and the crazy shit see
They associate with you do the shit to me
you look at me you see just a nigga from the projects
But can't understand nigga's mind set but still

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib

Thought]
Yo, a revolution's what it's smelling like, it ain't be televised
Governments is hellified, cake and selling pies
I got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well obliged
is comodified, felon for the second time
Never was I into trouble I was followed by
Facing trouble with no alibi, had to swallow
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into some people that's surprised I was still
Look into my eyes, wonder how can I provide
Got to get from A to B but how can I 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 Impala looking for the dollar sign
Palms get the man I got to get the calamine
Before I fall behind, the grind will be my 9 to 5
I will not be conquered by, I not apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]