Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

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

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

As got older he started to realize
Everybody's smile was just in disguise
If he his back, how is that, a knife would be in it
my face-to-face in any place, no one would begin it
If they knew, what kid had been through
nice, fed sacrifice off of lifes menu
But things lately, were starting to get
And if stuck around maybe, his mom would lose a baby
So they out, headed down south on route
kid was still 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 charge when in his new
Makes me laugh thinkin when he forts from wood

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

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

He moved again, now his moves totaled thirteen
gettin serious, writin serious rhymes
He began workin, hustling the
Pockets full of cash, now every day a shopping
Got with it, finally got caught and ?bullshitted?
They didn't fire 'em, the job he quitted
His life is down, different then in the beginning
Only worse, cause bitches had him sinning
Fell in love one time, twice, who knows
Only problem was the weren't nice, but hoes
It was a big mistake, messed up the kinds
The trade? his best-friends for nice ass and a
Wait, what's on here? the girls left him
Now he's from left 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 about nothin, feeling sick everyday
Thank God, the pain went away
Now grown mad, then he ever has been
Up late at night at home, his only is his pen
Writin angry to get out frustration out poetry
Treating girls the opposite of noblely
The struggle continues on, in every song
Made it far, confident he'll live long
That's the life in my memory, inbedded in my
And it's as he grew, things did change

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