Luyện nghe bài hát Apologize

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

[P.O.R.N.]
I'm so sick cause I'm 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 don't it
You can bitch, you can dead it, you can it there like FedEx
Nothing diabetic, big dog can't pet it
an L then I wet it then I fill it till it's pregnant
(Take the high back) face it got a favorite
I embrace it like I it but my grandma think I chase it
(Like oh yeah) I her that her baby moving slower
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, then I'm gone, black
(To the hideout) you don't want to with the devil
when them chewy blueys got me on another level
Cuz my teacher think I'm slow but my momma think I'm
But she know I'm coming back like an echo.

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

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

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Kweli]

Thought]
Yo, a what it's smelling like, it ain't going be televised
Governments is hellified, taking and selling pies
I got a crust or crumb, to get some I'd be well obliged
Murder is comodified, felon for the time
Never was I into trouble I was followed by
trouble with no alibi, had to swallow pride
Vilified, victimized, penalized,
Ran into people that's surprised I was still alive
Look into my eyes, wonder how can I provide
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 looking for the dollar sign
Palms get the 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) Kweli]