Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

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

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

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 face-to-face in any place, no one begin it
If they knew, this kid had been through
Nothing nice, fed sacrifice off of lifes
But things lately, were to get crazy
And if they stuck maybe, his mom would lose a baby
So they out, headed down south on route
This kid was still actin wild, thought he was no doubt
Dealt a difficult hand, but he had to with it
disturbed when the kid never quit it
Immediately took charge when in his new
Makes me laugh thinkin when he forts from wood

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

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

He moved again, now his moves totaled times
gettin serious, writin serious rhymes
He began workin, hustling the
Pockets full of cash, now every day a shopping
Got away with it, finally got caught and
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, twice, who knows
Only problem was the girls nice, but hoes
It was a big mistake, messed up the mindstate
The trade? his for nice ass and a date
Wait, what's goin on here? the girls him
Now he's scarred from left ear to ear
That's his brain, now his lights are gettin dim
Cause what he did to his friends, happened to him
Now he cares about nothin, feeling 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 the exact opposite of noblely
The struggle continues on, documented in song
Made it this far, confident he'll 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, right or wrong for people?