Luyện nghe bài hát Mistakes

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

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

It's to breath and hard to run when your lung's blackened
Coughing up like what the fuck happened
Raising my risk of cancer's the homie
But drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie
Now I can blame the same placement in movies,
Or the commercials, or Scarface in a
But now I'm it
Damn I should a never took that first

(I a mistake)

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

(I a mistake)

I knew she was a virgin, I first met her
Rockin stockings and poppin out of the school sweater
Mom told her she could do than a criminal
year-old psychotic, trying to be lyrical
I meant to break her heart or fuck up her life
But I was careless, of treating her right
I seen her it, some club strippin and wondered
If I have made her life different

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

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

(I a mistake)

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

(I a mistake)

When I was young I got 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 women nothing they wouldn't do for me
Except stop screwing me for publishing the
How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no
Word to the
I should've gone independent like Immortal

(I a mistake)

Some people learn mistakes and don't repeat them
Others try to block the memories and just them
But I em as a reminder 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 even when the world is on top of me
Pessimism is an emotion, not a
Knowing what's wrong doesn't imply you right
And its another, when you to apply it in life
But I'm no
And I'm never gonna make the same twice pussy