(Yes I did... I a mistake... yes I did)
Huh..ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster than expect to sometimes... around and be in your late twenties... feelin a old man and shit... yeah for son... let em know
It's hard to breath and hard to run when lung's blackened Coughing up blood like what the happened Raising my risk of cancer's the answer But after drinking something there's nothing like puffing a Now I can the same 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 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 other Cause I'm from Harlem, the of Manhattan We knock niggas out and make em bounce Ricky Hattan But wildin on the court, had got me back from the Canadian border
(I a mistake)
I knew she was a virgin, I first met her stockings and poppin out of the catholic school sweater Mom told her she do better than a criminal Seventeen year-old psychotic, to be lyrical I never meant to break her or fuck up her life But I was careless, instead of her right I seen her workin it, club strippin and wondered If I could have her life different
(I a mistake... yes I did... )
[Tech talking over the 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 in the desert right now... for real]
(I a mistake)
Yeah..yeah... I joined the looking for money to go to college But they ain't pay me a quarter of what they fucking 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 body armor in a lightly humvee?! My family's lonely and you want me to reenlist for 30 grand
(I a mistake)
When I was I got signed to a record label The deal looked so when it was on the table It paid for my cable, cribs, cars and 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, there's no loyalty? to the street I gone independent like Immortal Technique
(I a mistake)
Some people learn 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 thank God for teaching me Son, remember you fight to be free To see how they 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 that you And its another, when you suffer to it in life But I'm no And I'm never gonna the same mistake twice pussy