Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

Once was a little kid named Benefit
Walked around town with a frown, face down, bent
Had inside, his little sister just died
Keep your up little man, all you got is your pride
He said 'the world doesn't want me, and neither does my
He'd rather get drunk and puff blunts have a family'
That's real, and ain't nothing then that
The world is much then the steal of a gat
But yet he moved on, he to stay strong
In this cold world, to warm he put a jacket on
Made of 100 pain
The said the only way to wash it was to stand on the rain
But he still was cold, the other kids old
All he really wanted in life was and gold
Then he'd be set, getting girls in berrets
See him with a boom box and fat boys
If he got into a fight, he'd throw
But he's a little kid, about 70 pounds
And he had a loud so nobody stepped to him
But I guess if would've, well I guess that he'd do 'em
But it didn't get to that, this little
to live phat, smashing mail boxes with bats
Runnin wild through the streets, his mouth make peace
Used to play football in mud with cleats
That's the in my memory inbedded in my brain
As he started growing, things started to

(Hook)
Who has the right to
My life's a standing
Who can say, right or wrong for people?

As Benefit got older he to realize
Everybody's was just jealousy in disguise
If he his back, how is that, a knife would be in it
Draw my in any place, no one would begin it
If they knew, what kid had been through
Nothing nice, fed sacrifice off of menu
But things lately, were to get crazy
And if they stuck around maybe, his mom would lose a
So they broke out, headed south on route
This kid was actin wild, thought he was tough no doubt
Dealt a difficult hand, but he had to play it
Emotionally disturbed the kid never quit it
Immediately took when in his new neighborhood
Makes me thinkin when he made forts from wood

And if anybody 'em, then that's their ass
If anybody frontin, to the they get cashed
In school, everybody 'who's the new kid?'
'I heard he's from Chicago, week know what he did
Such and such,' how rumors get started
But at lunch acting all retarded eatin Capt'n
Thought he was funny, little makin a scene
Lookin happy on the outside, but inside
Lotta anger built up, from things in the
an unreal life, reality hard to grasp
That's the in my memory inbedded in my brain
As he started growin, things started to

(Hook)
Who has the right to
My life's a flow.
Who can say, what's right or wrong for

He moved again, now his moves thirteen times
Started serious, writin serious rhymes
He workin, hustling the company
full of cash, now every day a shopping spree
Got away with it, got caught and ?bullshitted?
They didn't fire 'em, the job he quitted
His life is slowed down, different in the beginning
worse, cause little bitches had him sinning
Fell in love one time, twice, who knows
problem was the girls weren't nice, but hoes
It was a big mistake, up the kinds mindstate
The trade? his for nice ass and a date
Wait, what's goin on here? the left him
Now he's scarred from left ear to ear
That's his brain, now his lights are gettin dim
what he did to his best friends, happened to him
Now he cares about nothin, sick everyday
God, eventually the pain went away
Now grown mad, then he ever has been
Up at night at home, his only friend is his pen
Writin angry to get out frustration out poetry
Treating girls the exact of noblely
The struggle on, documented in every song
Made it this far, confident live long
That's the life in my memory, in my brain
And it's as he grew, things did change

(Hook x3)
Who has the right to
My a steady flow
Who can say, what's right or for people?