(Yes I did... I a mistake... yes I did)
Huh..ya know living this 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 breath and hard to run when lung's blackened Coughing up blood like what the fuck Raising my risk of cancer's the answer But after drinking something nothing 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 I should a never took that first cigarette
(I a mistake)
I fucked up, like your girl was on top of me I should of took her to trial and never copped a But this a Christian nation motherfucka please America taught me to turn the other cheek Cause I'm Harlem, the north of Manhattan We knock out and make em bounce like Ricky Hattan But wildin on the court, had got me turned back the Canadian border
(I a mistake)
I she was a virgin, when I first met her Rockin stockings and poppin out of the school sweater Mom told her she could do better than a Seventeen psychotic, trying to be lyrical I never meant to her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless, of treating her right I seen her workin it, club strippin and wondered If I have made her life different
(I a mistake... yes I did... )
[Tech over the beat: Damn shortie, you got me on some the blues shit... but you stop looking backwards and remember to look ahead... this is for all my dudes on patrol in the desert now... for real]
(I a mistake)
Yeah..yeah... I joined the army for money to go to college But they ain't pay me a of what they fucking promised Extended my tour, treating me a sucker That's the reason officers get motherfucker Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you me But no body armor in a armored humvee?! My family's and you want me to reenlist for 30 grand homie?
(I a mistake)
I was young I got signed to a record label The deal looked so good it was on the table It for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry The studios, the there's nothing they wouldn't do for me stop screwing me for publishing the royalties How the fuck are you my dawg, there's no loyalty? to the street I should've gone like Immortal Technique
(I a mistake)
Some people learn from mistakes and repeat them Others try to block the memories and just delete But I keep em as a reminder not killing me And I thank God for me humility Son, remember when you to be free To see how they are and not how you like em to be Cause even the world is falling on top of me is an emotion, not a philosophy Knowing what's wrong doesn't that you right And its another, you suffer to apply it in life But I'm no And I'm never make the same mistake twice pussy