Luyện nghe bài hát Better On The Other Side

[Diddy
I remember the time I seen you moonwalk,
I I could do anything,
you the world dance,
you made the music come to

[Chris - Chorus]
This the of song that make the angels cry,
I look up in the sky and I why?
why you had to go, go
I know it's on the other side,
you were chosen the start
gon let you go,

[The
Michael Jackson?
You're Jackson,
I'm Jackson,
We all Jackson,
I what I'm asking is, everybody bow their head for a legend,
don't 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 seen the moonwalk, I guess the thriller touched him,
like he touched me, he touched you,
so carry on his legacy, i must 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 heard was puff,
cos him and Mike tried to the beef between us,
who was us? Me and fifty, beef is dead,
him and Jackson gonna take us to the ledge.

[Chris Brown -
This the type of song that make the 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 from the start
gon let you go,

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

[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,

II Men]
This the kind of that make the angels cry,
up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we and let die
This the 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.