Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

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

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

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]

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

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib

[Black
Yo, a revolution's it's smelling like, it ain't going be televised
Governments is hellified, cake and selling pies
I ain't got a crust or crumb, to get I'd be well obliged
Murder is comodified, felon for the second
Never was I chasing trouble I was followed by
trouble with no alibi, had to swallow pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into some people that's surprised I was still
Look into my daughter's eyes, wonder how can I
Got to get from A to B but how can I 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 for the dollar sign
get the itching man I got to get the calamine
Before I fall behind, the grind will be my 9 to 5
I will not be conquered by, I will not

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib