Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib
(I not apologize) I will not apologize
(I will not apologize) I will not
This is for all of my peoples who understand and recognize
won't get it for that I won't
(I will not apologize) I will not
(I will not apologize) I not apologize
This is for all of my peoples who understand and recognize
Some won't get it for that I apologize

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so sick I'm infected but but I don't need a medic
a liquid anesthetic, let me show you how I get it
I don't got it but I bet it, I don't worry, I sweat it
You can bitch, you can it, you can take it there like FedEx
Nothing diabetic, big dog can't pet it
Pack an L then I wet it then I fill it it's pregnant
(Take the high back) face it everybody got a
I it like I date it but my grandma think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her baby slower
Cuz the world is on his shoulders I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a black 'matic
Lay you down craft-matic, then I'm gone, black
(To the hideout) you don't want to with the devil
Especially when them blueys got me on another level
Cuz my teacher think I'm slow but my momma I'm special
But even she know I'm back like an echo.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

Raw]
For the I'm about to make I will not apologize
talk a lot of shit, really need to stop the lies
Jewels rented, cars rented, homie ain't authentic
Acting tough on TV but to me you seem a timid
Don't the nigga, blame America, it's all business
Acting a monkey is the only way to sell tickets
I can dig it, niggas gossip silly digits
White kids buy it, it's a riot when we talking about
Or sipping on old English or whatever they think we do
double Uzis cuz you know they think we live in zoos
The problem is with this everyone seems to be real
The niggas on the streets to the old that watch the news
And watch BET and the crazy shit see
They associate you do the same shit to me
When you at me you see just a nigga from the projects
But can't understand this mind set but still

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

Thought]
Yo, a revolution's what smelling like, it ain't going be televised
Governments is hellified, taking and selling pies
I ain't got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well
Murder is comodified, for the second time
was I into chasing trouble I was followed by
Facing with no alibi, had to swallow pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into some people that's surprised I was alive
Look into my daughter's eyes, how can I provide
Got to get A to B but how can I afford to drive?
around, tried to get a job and wasn't qualified
Had to see a pal of mine, got to get the rod
Now I'm in the black Impala looking for the sign
get the itching man I got to get the calamine
Before I fall behind, guess the grind be my 9 to 5
I will not be conquered by, I not apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib