Luyện nghe bài hát Mistakes

(Yes I did... I a mistake... yes I did)

Huh..ya know living this type a
makes you grow up faster than you'd to sometimes...
fuck around and be in late twenties...
like a old man and shit...
yeah for son... let em know

It's hard to breath and hard to run your lung's blackened
Coughing up blood like what the happened
my risk of cancer's the answer homie
But drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie
Now I can blame the same product in movies,
Or the commercials, or in a jacuzzi
But now I'm it
Damn I should a took that first cigarette

(I a mistake)

I fucked up, like your was riding on top of me
I should of took her to trial and never copped a
But ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please
America never taught me to the other cheek
I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan
We knock niggas out and make em bounce Ricky Hatton
But wildin on the corner got me turned back the Canadian border

(I a mistake)

I knew she was a virgin, when I met her
Rockin stockings and out of the catholic school sweater
Mom told her she could do better than a
Seventeen psychotic, trying to be lyrical
I never meant to break her or fuck up her life
But I was careless, of treating her right
I seen her again at some club and wondered
If I have made her life different

(I a mistake... yes I did...)

[Tech talking the beat:]
shortie, you got me on some singin the blues shit...
but you gotta stop backwards and remember to look ahead...
is for all my dudes on patrol in the desert right now... for real

(I a mistake)

Yeah..yeah... I joined the army looking for money to go to
But they ain't pay me a quarter of what fucking promised
Extended my tour, me like a sucker
the reason officers get fragged motherfucker
Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you me
But no body in a lightly armored humvee?!
My family's lonely and you want me to reenlist for 30 homie?

(I a mistake)

When I was young I got signed to a record
The deal looked so good it was on the table
It paid for my cable, cribs, and jewelry
The studios, the women there's they wouldn't do for me
Except screwing me for publishing and royalties
How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no
to the street
I should've gone independent Immortal Technique

(I a mistake)

Some learn from mistakes and don't repeat them
Others try to the memories and just delete them
But I keep em as a they not killing me
And I thank God for teaching me
Son, remember when you to be free
To see things how are and not how you like em to be
Cause when the world is falling on top of me
Pessimism is an emotion, not a
Knowing what's doesn't imply that you right
And its another, when you suffer to it in life
But I'm no
And I'm never make the same mistake twice pussy