Luyện nghe bài hát Mistakes

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

Huh..ya living this type a life
you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes...
fuck around and be in your twenties...
like 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 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 took that first cigarette

(I a mistake)

I fucked up, like your girl was on top of me
I should of took her to trial and never copped a
But this ain't a nation motherfucka please
America never taught me to the other cheek
Cause I'm from Harlem, the of Manhattan
We knock niggas out and em bounce like Ricky Hatton
But wildin on the got me turned back from the Canadian border

(I a mistake)

I she was a virgin, when I first met her
Rockin stockings and 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 her heart or fuck up her life
But I was careless, instead of treating her
I seen her at some club strippin and wondered
If I could have 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 stop looking backwards and remember to look ahead...
is for all my dudes on patrol in the desert right now... for real

(I a mistake)

Yeah..yeah... I joined the army looking for money to go to
But they ain't pay me a of what they fucking promised
Extended my tour, treating me like a
That's the reason officers get motherfucker
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 reenlist for 30 homie?

(I a mistake)

When I was I got signed to a record label
The looked so good when it was on the table
It for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry
The studios, the women there's nothing they do for me
Except stop screwing me for publishing and
How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no
to the street
I should've independent like Immortal Technique

(I a mistake)

Some learn from mistakes and don't repeat them
try to block the memories and just delete them
But I keep em as a they not killing me
And I God for teaching me humility
Son, remember you fight to be free
To see things how they are and not how you em to be
Cause when the world is falling on top of me
Pessimism is an emotion, not a
Knowing wrong doesn't imply that you right
And its another, when you suffer to it in life
But I'm no
And I'm never gonna the same mistake twice pussy