Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

Sometimes hard to say I'm sorry yo

yo, eh, my raps written in a whirlwind, so if my tail
just at me and ill begin where the twirl ends
its difficult to open up, wounds that never
and watch it while these rap critics eat it up
but is destiny, a limit of choice
I'm the coppertone chiller, with the kid voice
to never talk, thoughts too deep, they're philosophical
to drop interpretations, quite
systematic pressure, I ingest and my letters
the misery, visibly, breaking me,
I walk around half-smiles, hiding pain deep, knowing that I ain't
right and it's hard to subconsciously worry about my mom and poppa
she another life where she marry her a doctor
and after all these years just tears
she wanted something more, but it's hard to shift the
pops stressin out, know he did nuttin wrong
apologetic, say your sorry but the hurt has done
same old song, but I understand the melody
treated like a criminal, third strike
its hard as fuck when you see pop cry
lookin into my face never blinkin an eye
say your

sorry, didn't mean to nobody
sorry, never I was hurtin you
I'm

yo this is for the that I did wrong, it's sort of crazy
that I would write words up in a song, hopin maybe
to get some closure, already over
I'm and I'm sober, no brownies made of doja
born in october, I'm a in my placement
the qualities of my sign, leave me here adjacent
to romance, I say ive been faithul
ive many times, for experience I'm grateful
even, and honest, posturin like a madonnas
while on your neck, pullin deeper marijuanas
manipulatin, you was giving, I was
my girl weve forsaken, like muslims eating bacon
its kinda squalor, I dont know what else to it
you opened up your heart and I had to go and it
this is for the sisters who I really got
nicky, jackie, afuya, Big T
all due respect we met for a purpose
I hope you ain't ashamed cause the wasn't worthless
I'm

to all my homies gettin my back, I'm lonely
if I dis, raised a fist, I was only
up in the moment, thought you was my opponent
I saw in you for a minute, and I wanted
to me, likely I was mad at self
sometimes it's easier to blame else
without ya'll couldn't stand the constant demands of rap life
It's only right that we band/ together against the restless of oppression
I'm firin rhymes smith n wessun
progression is made with a simple step, even wept
I'm lettin ya know too long, these kept
inside of my mind, friends hard to find
now that I let it out, we gotta cousin I'm so sorry