Luyện nghe bài hát Mistakes

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

Huh..ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd to sometimes...
fuck around and be in late twenties...
feelin a old man and shit...
yeah for real son... let em

It's hard to breath and to run when your lung's blackened
Coughing up blood like the fuck happened
Raising my of cancer's the answer homie
But after something there's nothing like puffing a bogie
Now I can blame the same product in movies,
Or the commercials, or in a jacuzzi
But now I'm it
Damn I should a never that first cigarette

(I a mistake)

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

(I a mistake)

I knew she was a virgin, when I met her
Rockin stockings and poppin out of the catholic school
Mom her she could do better than a criminal
Seventeen year-old psychotic, trying to be
I never meant to her heart or fuck up her life
But I was careless, instead of her right
I seen her workin it, some club and wondered
If I have made her life different

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

[Tech talking the beat:
Damn shortie, you got me on some singin the shit...
but you gotta stop 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 the army looking for money to go to college
But they ain't pay me a of what they fucking promised
my tour, treating me like a sucker
That's the reason officers get fragged
Don't give me speeches on how you and you love me
But no body armor in a 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 so good when it was on the table
It for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry
The studios, the women there's they wouldn't do for me
stop screwing me for publishing the royalties
How the are you my dawg, when there's no loyalty?
Word to the
I should've gone like Immortal Technique

(I a mistake)

Some people learn mistakes and don't repeat them
Others try to block the and just delete them
But I keep em as a reminder not killing me
And I thank God for teaching me
Son, remember you fight to be free
To see things how they are and not how you em to be
Cause even when the is falling on top of me
is an emotion, not a philosophy
Knowing what's 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 make the same twice pussy