Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Whattya think up a KRS?
Whattya think makes up a
Whattya think makes up a

Skinny cat, young cat, a knapsack strapped to my back
before the crack attack
I used to let the Old English 800 suds
In the last car of the Franklin shuttle

Brooklyn, no doubt, Park, no doubt
Prospect I'm all laid out
Homeless, my gear out and I know this
But I'm an MC I stay

I took the shuttle to the D and wrote my rhymes in a
Took the D to the E, last stop the Twin
in the belly of the beast
In the World Trade Organization, bein' by police

I wrote my rhymes there on the spot
New City, 1984 corruption was hot
Cats sellin' Uzi's out the Javits Center for a high price
Let me tell you my life

The type of shit a young man
Gotta go every day of his life
Hard times to in, wake up in the morning
God

The of shit a young black man
go through every day of his life
Hard times to live in, wake up in the
(Now my turn, listen)

comes in, eighty-six comes in
The marijuana with the mix comes in
High class hustlers, I'm takin' with them
My first song's Red Alert, he's them

a far cry from a kid sleepin' on the bench
Now I'm V.I.P. in the club, this don't sense
But it does, as I daps and hugs
From cats that drugs, they say, "Kris rise above"

Everybody knew my style, was no coward
I to get in the game but my peeps wouldn't allow it
say, "Read them books and write them hooks
Save our children, 'em a whole new outlook"

So I did, I lived like any kid
But I was handed 20 books, others were handed 20 year
they wouldn't sell to your mother or your wife
There was respect man, let me tell you 'bout my

The type of shit a black man
Gotta go every day of his life
Hard to live in, wake up in the morning
God

The type of shit a young man
Gotta go through every day of his
Hard times to in, wake up in the morning
(Now my turn, listen)

1987 my blowin' up now
Me and Scott LaRock took the year up now
Me I'm just a private cat, whatever you as live
KRS is as live as

We the livest act, in eighty-eight, and ninety now
But them be far behind me now
In ninety-one, no one can me now
I chose the underground to rhyme it's grimy, wow

me now, 13 albums for you to see
Or me speakin' at them universities
My mind stays keen, I'm ever seen
I do a lot of work, just not in the

what you need to learn
Old school artists always burn
Know what you need to
KRS-One, don't burn