Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

(Verse 1)
Its way past my curfew in an circle
dispersal, the ones without rehearsal
and if found me, Id get smacked hard
by that tree branch from my own
cause it was all about textbooks and grades As
something hard to juggle as a slave
skating on pave, or after school with my crew
writing tags on the bus, or finding to rock a shoe
dues no return no concern back then
like fat kids in lunch lines at shows in
for rhyme battles with ill punch lines at crunch
by unknown emcees thinking why arent they
then Id up a pen and express
rhymes were nonsense but nonetheless were off my
while some thought I stop wasting my breath
dent on confidence I put my pen to
so whats left but high every day
rolling blunts vegas, smoking profit away
Cypress on play singing stoned is the way
singing is the way

(chorus)
And its like Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down
And its like that Im ya yo the truth is out my story is found
And its that Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down
And its like Im telling ya, yo the truth is out
My is found..

(Verse 2)
And with mad smoke came the need for
But Hiphop was now playing some strange hits
gettin closed, cause money was tight
folks would rather find some ass.. than that hiphop
and can I blame em? Im sayin, things were rock
With exceptions of few, my head was rarely
So I got in a and blew the dust off my notepad
Arm wrestled with words, struggled with
wrote, slowly steadily something something
if lyrics harsh the beats had to be bumping
no frontin, right off the bat some turned backs
but many felt the same put my name on the map
and me down my coast , Japan and back
mad from locals cats, like homies at Stacks
with blunts burnt out at the end of its
trails on a spiritual path, with new goals
and thats how it how the plot unfolds
they asked about the so let it be told

(chorus)
And its like Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down
And its like that Im telling ya yo the truth is out my story is
And its like that Im ya
Thats the way it went down, down
And its like that Im telling ya, yo the is out
My is found..

(Verse 3)
Singing one for free and two for mean streaks
Thats the very track that put my in the streets
Deejays doubles to juggle the beats
using language that to let their hands speak
To peeps showed love but not all felt this rhyme sayer
Non believers, killing vibes like Cal
Cause of my race or the way I
But I ran the race when placed to the rear
a gook, a youth jumped by truth
kicked out spots at age five eyes looked glued
struck, forget peaches and cream and such
but it built my biceps and I lift up
jotting down facts and pouring out my in these raps
fingers crossed, till herds are left with words last
and beats that make dancers put in their movements
Wreckin shop from the bay, La to Brooklyn
Kids temples, scientists bite fists
Keros on the scene shining light mist
if Im not fueling the flame Im like a puppet
My mouth move but I aint sayin nothing
So stay tuned to see how ends
peace, sincerely yours, till we meet again
Sayin peace..till we again
Sayin