Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

Once was a little kid named Benefit
Walked around town with a frown, down, lookin bent
Had inside, his little sister just died
Keep your up little man, all you got is your pride
He 'the world doesn't want me, and neither does my daddy
He'd rather get drunk and puff blunts then have a
That's real, and ain't nothing realer that
The world is much colder the steal of a gat
But yet he on, he fought to stay strong
In this cold world, to warm he put a jacket on
of 100 percent pain
The label said the only way to wash it was to on the rain
But he still was cold, the kids were old
All he wanted in life was Jordan's and gold
Then he'd be set, getting girls in berrets
See him a boom box and fat boys cassettes
If he got into a fight, he'd down
But a little skinny kid, about 70 pounds
And he had a mouth so nobody stepped to him
But I guess if they would've, well I guess he'd do 'em
But it get to that, this little aristocrat
Tryin to live phat, smashing mail boxes with
wild through the streets, his mouth would make peace
Used to play football in mud baseball 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, what's or wrong for people?

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

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

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

He moved again, now his moves totaled times
Started serious, writin serious rhymes
He began workin, hustling the
Pockets full of cash, now every day a shopping
Got away with it, finally got and ?bullshitted?
didn't fire 'em, instead the job he quitted
His life is slowed down, different then in the
Only worse, cause little bitches had him
Fell in love one time, maybe twice, who
Only problem was the girls weren't nice, but
It was a big mistake, messed up the kinds
The trade? his for nice ass and a date
Wait, what's goin on here? the girls him
Now he's scarred from ear to right ear
his whole brain, now his lights are gettin dim
Cause what he did to his best friends, to him
Now he cares about nothin, feeling sick
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 out through poetry
Treating the exact opposite 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 true as he grew, things did change

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