(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