Luyện nghe bài hát Better On The Other Side

[Diddy
I remember the first I seen you moonwalk,
I I could do anything,
you made the dance,
you made the music to life

[Chris Brown -
This the type of song make the angels cry,
I up in the sky and I wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know better on the other side,
you chosen from the start
gon let you go,

[The
Whose Jackson?
Michael Jackson,
I'm Jackson,
We all Jackson,
I guess what I'm asking is, everybody bow head for a legend,
breathe for a second,
now let the air out, grab the hand of you care about,
so you can hear my message, my confession, someone Usher,
I the moonwalk, I guess the young thriller touched him,
like he me, like he touched you,
so carry on his legacy, something i do,
and I you lighting candles, concrete visuals,
me and my brothers listen to 5 in the living room,
first thing i did when i was call puff,
cos him and tried to stop the beef between us,
who was us? Me and fifty, beef is dead,
him and Mike Jackson take us to the ledge.

[Chris - Chorus]
This the type of song make the angels cry,
I up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know it's better on the side,
you were chosen from the
gon let you go,

As I'm pouring out this liquor start to flicker,
when my air ones, MJ was my nigger.
Not the one that ball, the one with the hollywood star,
and since I'm a Hollywood star tell you my story,
never had a that close,
never see Berry Gordy walking Interscope,
but just like me, always had Mike in a scope,
no matter you say,
imma him and hes still dope,
let me take you to '85 when i was in a zone,
dancing for my momma, 'Thriller' jacket with all the on,
now im doing 90 bout to crash in Aston,
to Outcast, I'm sorry Mrs Jackson
anything I can ever do to you your son was our king
so we Corretta you,
I'm writing this letter to all the kids, we all Jackson kids,
to let us through.

[Chris - Chorus]
the type of song that make the angels cry,
I up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know better on the other side,
you were from the start
gon let you go,

[Boys II
the kind of song that make the angels cry,
up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we and let die
the kind of song that make the angels cry,
up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we live and let, and let die.