Who Tells Your Story (feat. Common & Ingrid Michaelson)

Will they tell your story?
 This is the story of a
 Who lives who dies who tells your story
 (Da-da-da-dum da-da-da-dum da-da-da-dum)
 This is the story of a
 Who lives who dies who tells your story
 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
 (Who lives who dies who tells your story)
 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
 Fuck around, find what we searching for
 (Who lives who dies who tells your story?)
 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 stop watch 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 [?], set a course 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?)