Luyện nghe bài hát Who Tells Your Story

Will they tell your
is the story of a
Who lives who dies who your story
(Da-da-da-dum da-da-da-dum)
is the story of a
Who lives who dies who tells story

My mind flashes, I see the of the masters
Who test the masses, I ask if ever be one
When I die, will heaven be
What will my legend
I will forever be
Through old of breakdancing down at [Odell's?]
Streets named after me is where my dwells
of a church choir, Trinity United
I of good memories that Hennessy provided

Memories divided by
it be water for chocolate or resurrection?
The to perfection is rarely achieved
I head in that direction, I and believe
An dude that overachieve
From the windy city I was they eaves
Somewhere the way I aired out MCs
(Who lives who dies who your story)
But to stand out some days you may

Who
And who
Who on to all our lives
and time and time again
Will they your story in the end
(Who lives who dies who tells story?)

Yo, the anticipation as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John
for whistling at blond-oes
I said a with my eyes closed
As I loaded the at the sink, yo
I a bullet on the brink
But being a young
Probably different than you think,
The that I dip into the ink go to document
And you'll me when I'm extinct

Yo, sing the carol at a pharaoh
Who Leviathan with one arrow
As I revolve through the gun barrel just to it unravel
I tell have heart, must travel
Keep my legacy alive if I don't survive 'til the curtain call
First of all, realize what we working
Fuck around, find we searching for
(Who lives who dies who your story?)
The earth, my name written in on

Who
And who
Who holds on to all our
Time and and time again
Will they tell story in the end
(Who lives who dies who tells story?)

Who
And who
Who on to our lives?
and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the
(Who lives who dies who tells story?)

Frozen in time, I let it go
Nat Cole,
The pedestal I'm on, I'mma end up on the
note your money with a hip hop quote
I might change legislation with some shit that I
From boats that we came on to with our name on
Through hard times, we spark to keep the flame on
I write hard rhymes like I'm out of time
Truthfully, my stop watch is one the divine
Centuries from now, they'll play my
And say, this is the brilliance of a Black child
Endowed by the streets, and [the Chi?]
Known to in silence, but can be loud
The noise of girls and boys
to destroy the perception of urban aggression
My life is [?], set a course for the
A chorus, my story is the glory of the

Who (who lives)
And who (who dies)
Who on to all our lives?
and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the
(Who lives who who tells your story?)