Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

(Verse 1)
Its way past my curfew in an emcee
rhyme dispersal, the without rehearsal
and if found me, Id get smacked hard
by tree branch from my own backyard
cause it was all about textbooks and grades As
hard to juggle as a hiphop slave
skating on pave, or lounging school with my crew
writing on the bus, or finding ways to rock a shoe
dues no return no concern back then
like fat kids in lunch lines at packed in
for rhyme battles with ill lines at crunch time
by unknown emcees thinking why arent signed?
then Id up a pen and express
were nonsense but nonetheless were off my chest
while thought I should stop wasting my breath
dent on confidence I put my pen to
so whats but getting high every day
rolling blunts with vegas, smoking profit
Hill on play singing stoned is the way
singing is the way

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

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

(chorus)
And its like that Im ya
Thats the way it down, down down
And its that Im telling ya yo the truth is out my story is found
And its like that Im ya
Thats the way it went down, down
And its like Im telling ya, yo the truth 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 copped doubles to the beats
using language that managed to let hands speak
To peeps that showed but not all felt this rhyme sayer
Non believers, killing like Cal Tjader
Cause of my or the way I appeared
But still I ran the race when to the rear
a gook, a youth jumped by truth
kicked out spots at age cause eyes looked glued
mentally struck, forget peaches and cream and
but it built my and today I lift up
jotting down facts and pouring out my in these raps
crossed, till herds are left with words that last
and that make dancers put soul in their movements
Wreckin from the bay, La back to Brooklyn
Kids temples, scientists bite fists
Keros on the scene shining light through
Cause if Im not the flame Im like a puppet
My mouth might move but I aint sayin
So stay to see how this ends
peace, sincerely yours, till we meet again
Sayin peace..till we meet
Sayin