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 point at me and ill begin where the ends
its difficult to open up, wounds that never
and watch it bleed while these rap eat it up
but such is destiny, a of choice
I'm the coppertone chiller, with the little kid
used to talk, thoughts too deep, they're philosophical
to interpretations, quite logical
systematic pressure, I ingest and write my
the misery, visibly, me, physically
I walk around half-smiles, hiding pain deep, knowing that I ain't
right and it's hard to sleep/ subconsciously worry my mom and poppa
she want life where she marry her a doctor
and all these years it's just tears
she wanted something more, but it's hard to the gears
pops out, didn't know he did nuttin wrong
apologetic, say your sorry but the hurt has done
same old song, but I don't understand the
treated like a criminal, third strike
its hard as fuck you see your pop cry
lookin deep into my face blinkin an eye
say sorry

sorry, didn't mean to nobody
sorry, knew I was hurtin you
I'm

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

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