Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]
(I will not apologize) I not apologize
(I not apologize) I will 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 will not
(I will not apologize) I not apologize
This is for all of my peoples who understand and truly
Some get it for that I won't 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 worry, I don't sweat it
You can bitch, you can dead it, you can take it there FedEx
Nothing diabetic, big dog can't pet it
Pack an L I wet it then I fill it till it's pregnant
(Take the high back) face it everybody got a
I embrace it like I date it but my grandma I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I told her that her baby moving
Cuz the world is on his then I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a little 'matic
Lay you down craft-matic, then I'm gone, magic
(To the hideout) you don't to gamble with the devil
when them chewy blueys got me on another level
Cuz my teacher think I'm but my momma think I'm special
But even she know I'm coming back an echo.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

Raw]
For the I'm about to make I will not apologize
Niggas talk a lot of shit, really need to stop the
Jewels rented, cars rented, homie that authentic
tough on TV but to me you seem a little timid
Don't blame the nigga, blame America, it's all
Acting like a is the only way to sell tickets
Shit I can dig it, niggas silly digits
White kids buy it, a riot when we talking about pimping
Or sipping on old English brew or whatever they we do
Spraying double Uzis cuz you know they think we live in
The problem is this everyone seems to be real confused
The niggas on the streets to the old people that the news
And watch BET and the shit they see
They associate with you do the same 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) Talib

Thought]
Yo, a revolution's what smelling like, it ain't going be televised
Governments is hellified, cake and selling pies
I ain't got a or crumb, to get some I'd be well obliged
Murder is comodified, felon for the second
Never was I into trouble I was followed by
Facing trouble 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, wonder how can I
Got to get from A to B but how can I afford to
Messed around, tried to get a job and qualified
Had to see a pal of mine, got to get the rod
Now I'm in the black Impala for the dollar sign
Palms get the man I got to get the calamine
Before I behind, guess the grind will be my 9 to 5
I will not be conquered by, I not apologize

(Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]