Who Tells Your Story - The Roots&Common&Ingrid Michaelson
词曲：Lin-Manuel Miranda
My mind flashes I see the asses of the masters
Who test the masses I ask if I'll ever be one
When I die will heaven be done
What will my legend become
I will forever be young
Through old tales of breakdancing down at Odell's
Streets named after me is where my soul dwells
Desires of a church choir trinity united
I think of good memories that Hennessy provided
Memories divided by perception
Will it be water for chocolate or resurrection
The path to perfection is rarely achieved
I head in that direction I dream and believe
An underground dude that overachieve
From the windy city I was blowing they eaves
Somewhere along the way I aired out MCs
But to stand out some days you may freeze
Degrees
Who lives
And who dies
Who holds on to all our lives
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end
Who lives who dies who tells your story
Yo the anticipation arose as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John Does
Lynched for whistling at blond-oes
I said a prayer with my eyes closed
As I loaded the Roscoe's at the sink yo
I been a bullet on the brink
But being a young king
Probably different than you think though
The quills that I dip into the ink go to document
And you'll remember me when I'm extinct
Yo sing the carol at a young pharaoh
Who slew Leviathan with one arrow
As I revolve through the gun barrel just to watch it unravel
I tell them have heart must travel
Keep my legacy alive even if I don't survive 'til the curtain call
First of all realize what we working towards
F**k around find what we searching for
The earth my name written in cursive on
Who lives
And who dies
Who holds on to all our lives
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end
Who lives who dies who tells your story
Who lives
And who dies
Who holds on to our lives
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end
Who lives who dies who tells your story
Frozen in time I can't let it go
Nat cole unforgettable
The pedestal I'm on I'mma end up on the Federal
Reserve note your money with a hip hop quote
I might change legislation with some shit that I wrote
From boats that we came on to lights with our name on
Through hard times we spark minds to keep the flame on
I write hard rhymes like I'm running out of time
Truthfully my stopwatch is one with the divine
Centuries from now they'll play my freestyle
And say this is the brilliance of a black American child
Endowed by the streets and the chi proud
Known to move in silence but can be loud
The noise of beat girls and boys
Building to destroy the perception of urban aggression
My life is progression of chords for the oppressors
A chorus my story is the glory of the lord
Who lives who lives
And who dies who dies
Who holds on to all our lives
Time and time and time again
Will they tell your story in the end
Who lives who dies who tells your story