(Yes I did... I a mistake... yes I did)
Huh..ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster you'd expect to sometimes... fuck around and be in late twenties... feelin a old man and shit... yeah for son... let em know
It's hard to breath and hard to run when your blackened Coughing up blood what the fuck happened my risk of cancer's the answer homie But drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie Now I can blame the same placement 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, your girl was riding on top of me I should of took her to and never copped a plea But ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please America never me to turn the other cheek I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan We knock 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 she was a virgin, when I first met her Rockin stockings and out of the catholic school sweater Mom her she could do better than a criminal Seventeen year-old psychotic, to be lyrical I meant to break her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless, instead of treating her I seen her it, some club strippin and wondered If I have made her life different
(I a mistake... yes I did... )
[Tech talking over the Damn shortie, you got me on some singin the shit... but you gotta looking backwards and remember to look ahead... this is for all my dudes on patrol in the right 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 quarter of what they fucking Extended my tour, treating me like a That's the reason get fragged motherfucker Don't me speeches on how you respect and you love me But no armor in a lightly armored humvee?! My family's and you want me to reenlist for 30 grand homie?
(I a mistake)
I was young I got signed to a record label The deal looked so when it was on the table It for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry The studios, the women there's nothing wouldn't do for me Except stop screwing me for the royalties How the fuck are you my dawg, there's no loyalty? to the street I should've independent like Immortal Technique
(I a mistake)
Some people learn from and don't repeat them Others try to block the memories and just them But I keep em as a they not killing me And I thank God for me humility Son, when you fight to be free To see things how are and not how you like em to be Cause when the world is falling on top of me is an emotion, not a philosophy Knowing what's wrong doesn't imply you right And its another, when you suffer to it in life But I'm no And I'm never make the same mistake twice pussy