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 around and be in late twenties...
like a old man and shit...
yeah for real son... let em

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

(I a mistake)

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

(I a mistake)

I knew she was a virgin, I first met her
Rockin stockings and out of the catholic school sweater
Mom told her she could do than a criminal
Seventeen psychotic, trying to be lyrical
I never meant to her heart or fuck up her life
But I was careless, instead of treating her
I seen her workin it, some club and wondered
If I have made her life different

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

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

(I a mistake)

Yeah..yeah... I joined the looking for money to go to college
But they pay me a quarter of what they fucking promised
Extended my tour, me like a sucker
That's the reason officers get fragged
give me speeches on how you respect and you love me
But no body in a lightly armored 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 nothing they do for me
Except stop screwing me for publishing the
How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no
to the street
I should've gone like Immortal Technique

(I a mistake)

people learn from mistakes and don't repeat them
Others try to block the and just delete 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 they are and not how you em to be
Cause even the world is falling on top of me
Pessimism is an emotion, not a
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 gonna make the same mistake twice pussy