Luyện nghe bài hát City of Stars

I know that you think this is for you
I used to long for you you do you
My life was just fine way back you
Now when you reach out I ignore you
'Cause this not a love (Woah)
This is so
You did me so wrong for so long, for so
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 know what's on my mind
I I doubt you
I you even know why I left you behind
I know that been living
In the of stars
Where there's these cars
A brand new for everyone
And even life on
In the of stars
Where there's these flying
A brand new for everyone
And life on Mars
this not a love song (Woah)
This is so
You did me so wrong for so long, for so
And so I you
I you even know what's on my mind
I I doubt you
I doubt you even how I let you

Much to Def Jam, even though they undershipped me
Did me like did Whitney but the fans was with me
my name 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 talk about my on the whole first album
But black vs bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these can't seem to let it go
Judging rap by race instead of the better
Who gives a fuck who it, I penetrated and innovated
they emulated, give a fuck if I'm hated
I'mma do it til I get it, a nominated
I dominate it
Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner No ID
Chilling with B-I-G D-A-D-D-Y
Not get to what I do by any means
they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But let's get to the music, I'm gone
Outside of this solar I'm searching for paradise
the life, bitch I've been a vet
Fuck all these cats on the
I Hip Hop and I hate 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, on a drum break
Now I ain't name names, I'm just droppin' this game
We all people, all
Now let me let off,
Now let me let off
than 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 in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel
on television and in magazines
Paying taxes so soldiers run out of magazines, god damn
Country don't a fuck who I am
Just a youngin' on the rise a mic in my hand
And I am, the the Roc
The .45 Glock that my older 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
Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck it
'til I die but I had to get the fuck up out it
I love it and hate it, you probably don't man, I doubt it