Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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

Skinny cat, young cat, with a strapped to my back
1981 before the crack
I to let the Old English 800 suds bubble
In the last car of the Avenue 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 focused

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

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

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

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

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

This a far cry from a kid on the bench
Now I'm V.I.P. in the club, this make sense
But it does, as I take and hugs
From cats that drugs, they say, "Kris rise above"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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