Immortal Technique - Mistakes lyrics

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It's hard to breathe and hard to run when your lungs blackened

Coughing up blood like, what the fuck happened?

Raising my risk of cancer’s the answer homie,

But after drinking something it’s nothing like puffin a bogie

Now I could blame the same product placements in movies,

All the commercials, or scarface in a jacuzzi

But now I'm living it, damn I shoulda never took that first cigarette

I fucked up, like your girl was riding on top of me,

I shoulda took her to trial, and never copped a plea,

But this aint a Christian nation, motherfucker please

America never taught me to turn the other cheek

Cause I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan,

We knock *****s out, and make ‘em bounce like Ricky Hatton,

But wildin’ on the corner got me turned back from the Canadian border.

I knew she was a virgin when I first met her,

Rockin stocking, popping out of the catholic school sweater,

Mom told me she could do better than a criminal

Seventeen year old psychotic trying to be lyrical

I never meant to break her heart or fuck up her life,

But I was careless instead of treating her right

I seen her again at some club, stripping,

And wondered if I could have made her life different

I joined the army looking for money to go to college

But they didn't pay me a quarter of what they fucking promised

Extended my tour, treated me like a sucker

That's the reason officers get fragged, motherfucker

Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you love me,

But no body armor in a lightly armored Humvee?

My family's lonely, and you want me to re-enlist for thirty grand homie?

No.

When I was young I got signed to a record label,

The deal looked so good when it was on the table

It paid for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry, the studios, the women,

There's nothing they wouldn't do for me,

Except stop screwing me for publishing the royalties

How the fuck are you my dog when there's no loyalty

Word to the street, I shoulda gone independent like Immortal Technique.

Some people learn from mistakes and don't repeat them,

Others try to block the memories and just delete them

But I keep them as a reminder they not killing me,

And I thank God for teaching me humility

Son remember when you fight to be free,

You see things how they are, and not how you like ‘em to be

Cause even when the world is falling on top of me,

Pessimism is an emotion, not a philosophy

Knowing what's wrong, doesn't imply that you right,

And its another when you suffer to apply it in life,

But I'm no rookie, and I'm never gonna make the same mistake twice, pussy<br />

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Thanks to ev1H

Thanks to corrector for these lyrics