Luyện nghe bài hát City of Stars

I know that you this song is for you
I used to for you when you do you
My life was just fine way before you
Now you reach out I just ignore you
'Cause this not a song (Woah)
is so long
You did me so for so long, for so long
No I never thought I could live my without you
All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all you
And so I you
I doubt you even know what's on my
I I doubt you
I doubt you know why I left you behind
I know that been living
In the city of
Where there's flying cars
A brand new home for
And life on Mars
In the of stars
there's these flying cars
A brand new home for
And life on Mars
Cause not a love song (Woah)
This is so
You did me so wrong for so long, for so
And so I you
I doubt you even what's on my mind
I I doubt you
I you even know how I let you

love to Def Jam, even though they undershipped me
Did me like Bobby did but the fans was with me
my name around the world but it still ain't hit me
All the talent in the and they still don't get me
I didn't talk my race on the whole first album
But black vs white was the still the outcome
How these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
Judging rap by race instead of the flow
Who gives a fuck who made it, I and innovated
While they emulated, a fuck if I'm hated
I'mma do it til I get it, a nominated
I dominate it
Yeah, emails from Rubin, dinner with No ID
Chilling with B-I-G D-A-D-D-Y
Not many get to I do by any means
Thinking they slick as fuck the finna befriending me
But let's get back to the music, I'm
Outside of solar system I'm searching for paradise
Livin' the life, bitch been a vet
Fuck all these on the internet
I Hip Hop and I hate Hip Hop
'Cause people that love Pac that Drake get shot
'Cause he raps money and bitches, for heaven's sake
Pac did the same shit, on a drum break
Now I wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game
We all people, all
Now let me let off,
Now let me let off
Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't
Talib said it best in the day, we just tryna get by
Two words, Mos Def, in my
on one side, now I'm in another zone
Switch flows, 'em up
the game, run 'em up
Yeah I sold a couple records but don't give a fuck
All the people is real
Guess that's why Logic
All the in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel
Racism on and in magazines
Paying taxes so don't run out of magazines, god damn
don't give a fuck who I am
Just a youngin' on the with a mic in my hand
And I am, the the Roc
The .45 Glock that my older brother pop,
And I am on top
Too high up, not a
Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin'
I am livin' I ain't got it
Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck it
Maryland I die but I had to get the fuck up out it
I love it and hate it, you don't know man, I doubt it