Luyện nghe bài hát City of Stars

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

Much love to Def Jam, though they undershipped me
Did me like Bobby did but the fans was with me
Know my around the world but it still ain't hit me
All the talent in the world and still don't get me
I didn't about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the the outcome
How come motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
rap by race instead of the better flow
Who gives a fuck who made it, I penetrated and
While emulated, give a fuck if I'm hated
I'mma do it til I get it, a nominated
Bitch I it
Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner No ID
with B-I-G D-A-D-D-Y K-A-N-E
Not many get to what I do by any
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 cats on the
I love Hip Hop and I Hip Hop
'Cause people that love Pac that Drake get shot
'Cause he raps about and bitches, for heaven's sake
Pac did the same shit, just on a drum
Now I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this
We all people, all
Now let me let off,
Now let me let off
Tougher than raw denim, my you can't identify
Talib said it back 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 a couple records but people don't give a fuck
All the people is real
Guess that's why Logic
All the power in the world, that, tell me how it feel
Racism on and in magazines
Paying taxes so don't run out of magazines, god damn
Country give a fuck who I am
Just a on the rise with a mic in my hand
And I am, the the Roc
The .45 Glock my older brother pop, shot
And I am on top
Too up, not a drop
Stop, we guap, gettin' guap
I am livin' I ain't got it
the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck about 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