Mistakes Immortal Technique

[Intro]
(Yes I did, yes I did made a mistake)
Huh, ya know living this type a life
Makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes
Fuck around and be in your late twenties
Feelin like a old man and shit
Yeah, for real son
Let 'em know

[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, it's hard to breath and hard to run when your lung's blackened
Coughing up blood like what the fuck happened
Raising my risk of cancer's the answer homie
But after drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie
Now I can blame the same product placement in movies
Or the commercials, or Scarface in a jacuzzi
But now I'm living it
Damn, I should a never took that first cigarette
Damn
(I made a mistake)
Uh, 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 ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please
America never taught me to turn the other cheek
'Cause I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan
We knock niggas out and make 'em bounce like Ricky Hatton
But wildin' on the corner got me turned back from the Canadian border
(I made a mistake)
I knew she was a virgin, when I first met her
Rockin stockings and poppin out of the catholic school sweater
Mom told her 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 strippin' and wondered
If I could have made her life different