Luyện nghe bài hát Mistakes

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

Huh..ya know living type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes...
around and be in your late twenties...
feelin a old man and shit...
for real son... let em know

It's hard to and hard to run when your lung's blackened
Coughing up blood like what the happened
Raising my risk of cancer's the homie
But after drinking something there's like puffing a bogie
Now I can blame the product placement in movies,
Or the commercials, or in a jacuzzi
But now I'm it
Damn I a never took that first cigarette

(I a mistake)

I fucked up, like girl was riding on top of me
I of took her to trial and never copped a plea
But this ain't a Christian motherfucka please
America never taught me to the other cheek
Cause I'm from Harlem, the of Manhattan
We knock niggas out and make em like Ricky Hattan
But wildin on the court, had got me turned back from the Canadian

(I a mistake)

I knew she was a virgin, when I met her
Rockin stockings and poppin out of the school sweater
Mom told her she could do better than a
Seventeen year-old psychotic, trying to be
I never to break her heart or fuck up her life
But I was careless, of treating her right
I her workin it, some club strippin and wondered
If I have made her life different

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

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

(I a mistake)

Yeah..yeah... I joined the army for money to go to college
But they ain't pay me a quarter of what they promised
Extended my tour, treating me like a
That's the reason get fragged motherfucker
give me speeches on how you respect and you love me
But no body armor in a lightly humvee?!
My family's lonely and you want me to for 30 grand 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 the royalties
How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no
to the street
I gone independent like Immortal Technique

(I a mistake)

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