Luyện nghe bài hát Better On The Other Side

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

Brown - Chorus]
This the type of 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 chosen from 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,
breathe for a second,
now let the air out, grab the of somebody you care about,
so you can hear my message, my confession, tell Usher,
I the moonwalk, I guess the young thriller touched him,
like he me, like he touched you,
so on his legacy, something i must do,
and I trust you lighting candles, visuals,
me and my brothers to Jackson 5 in the living room,
first thing i did when i heard was puff,
cos him and Mike tried to stop the beef us,
who was us? Me and fifty, that is dead,
him and Jackson gonna take us to the ledge.

[Chris Brown -
This the type of that make the angels cry,
I look up in the sky and i 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 out this liquor candles start to flicker,
list my air ones, MJ was my nigger.
Not the one that play ball, the one the hollywood star,
and since I'm a Hollywood star Imma you my story,
never had a family close,
see Berry Gordy walking through Interscope,
but like me, they always had Mike in a scope,
no what you say,
imma love him and hes dope,
let me take you back to '85 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 you your son was our king
so we Corretta you,
I'm writing this letter to all the Jackson kids, we all kids,
to let us through.

[Chris Brown -
This the type of song make the angels cry,
I look up in the sky and i why?
why you had to go, go
I it's better on the other side,
you chosen 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
This the kind of song that the angels cry,
up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we and let, live and let die.