Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

Sometimes hard to say I'm sorry yo

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

sorry, mean to hurt nobody
sorry, never I was hurtin you
I'm

yo this is for the ladies I did wrong, it's sort of crazy
that I would write these up in a song, hopin maybe
to get closure, relationship's already over
I'm and I'm sober, no brownies made of doja
born in october, I'm a libra in my
the qualities of my sign, leave me here adjacent
to romance, I say ive been faithul
ive cheated many times, for experience I'm
even, and honest, posturin like a madonnas
while kissin on your neck, deeper marijuanas
manipulatin, you was giving, I was
my weve been forsaken, like muslims eating bacon
its squalor, I dont know what else to call it
you opened up heart 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 cause the time worthless
I'm

to all my homies gettin my back, I'm never
if I ever dis, a fist, I was only
caught up in the moment, thought you was my
I saw myself in you for a minute, and I
to fight me, likely I was mad at
it's easier to blame someone else
without ya'll stand the constant demands of livin rap life
It's right that we band/ together against the restless tides of oppression
I'm firin rhymes smith n wessun
progression is made with a 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 cousin I'm so sorry