(Yes I did... I a mistake... yes I did)
Huh..ya know this type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd 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 the fuck happened Raising my risk of the answer homie But after drinking something there's nothing like puffing a Now I can blame the same placement in movies, Or the commercials, or Scarface in a But now I'm it Damn I should a took that first cigarette
(I a mistake)
I fucked up, your girl was riding on top of me I should of took her to trial and never a plea But this ain't a Christian motherfucka please America never me to turn the other cheek Cause I'm Harlem, the north of Manhattan We knock niggas out and make em bounce like Ricky But wildin on the court, had got me back from the Canadian border
(I a mistake)
I knew she was a virgin, when I met her Rockin and poppin out of the catholic school sweater Mom told her she could do better a criminal Seventeen year-old psychotic, to be lyrical I never to break her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless, instead of her right I seen her workin it, some club strippin and If I could have made her different
(I a mistake... yes I did... )
[Tech over the beat: Damn shortie, you got me on some the blues shit... but you gotta looking backwards and remember to look ahead... this is for all my dudes on patrol in the desert now... for real]
(I a mistake)
Yeah..yeah... I joined the army for money to go to college But they pay me a quarter of what they fucking promised Extended my tour, treating me like a That's the reason get fragged motherfucker give me speeches on how you respect and you love me But no body in a lightly armored humvee?! My family's and you want me to reenlist for 30 grand homie?
(I a mistake)
When I was I got signed to a record label The deal looked so good when it was on the It paid for my cable, cribs, cars and The studios, the women there's they wouldn't do for me Except stop screwing me for the royalties How the fuck are you my dawg, when no loyalty? to the street I should've gone independent like Immortal
(I a mistake)
people learn from 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 when you fight to be To see how they are and not how you like em to be even 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 apply it in But I'm no And I'm gonna make the same mistake twice pussy