Luyện nghe bài hát City of Stars

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

Much love to Def Jam, even though they me
Did me like did Whitney but the fans was with me
Know my name around the but it still ain't hit me
All the in the world 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 come these can't seem to let it go
Judging rap by race instead of the flow
Who gives a who made it, I penetrated and innovated
While emulated, give a fuck if I'm hated
do it til I get it, fuck a nominated
Bitch I it
Yeah, emails Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID
Chilling B-I-G D-A-D-D-Y K-A-N-E
Not many get to I do by any means
Thinking they slick as fuck the finna befriending me
But let's get to the music, I'm gone
Outside of this solar I'm searching for paradise
Livin' the life, bitch I've a vet
Fuck all cats on the internet
I love Hip Hop and I Hip Hop
'Cause that love Pac hope that Drake get shot
'Cause he raps about money and bitches, for sake
Pac did the same shit, just on a break
Now I ain't wanna name names, I'm just this game
We all people, all
Now let me let off,
Now let me let off
Tougher raw denim, my flow you can't identify
Talib said it best back in the day, we 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 records but people don't give a fuck
All the people want is
Guess that's why Logic
All the power in the world, that, tell me how it feel
on television and in magazines
Paying so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
Country 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 my older brother pop, shot
And I am on top
Too high up, not a
Stop, we guap, gettin' guap
I am livin' I ain't got it
Spit the flow so robotic, man who a fuck about it
Maryland 'til I die but I had to get the up out it
I love it and hate it, you probably don't man, I doubt it