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 was just fine way back before you
Now when you reach out I ignore you
'Cause this not a song (Woah)
This is so
You did me so for so long, for so long
No I never thought I could my life without you
All you ever seem to do is scream and it all about you
And so I you
I doubt you even what's on my mind
I said I you
I doubt you even why I left you behind
I know I've been living
In the city of
Where these flying cars
A brand new home for
And even on Mars
In the city of
Where there's flying cars
A new home for everyone
And even on Mars
Cause this not a love (Woah)
This is so
You did me so for so long, for so long
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 love to Def Jam, even they undershipped me
Did me like Bobby did Whitney but the fans was me
Know my around the world but it still ain't hit me
All the talent in the world and they still get me
I didn't about my race on the whole first album
But vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come 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
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 Rubin, dinner with No ID
Chilling with B-I-G K-A-N-E
Not many get to 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 system I'm searching for paradise
Livin' the life, bitch been a vet
Fuck all cats on the internet
I Hip Hop and I hate Hip Hop
'Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get
'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 droppin' this game
We all people, all
Now let me let off,
Now let me let off
Tougher than raw denim, my flow you 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 couple records but people don't a fuck
All the people is real
that's why Logic appeal
All the power in the world, hold that, me how it feel
Racism on television and in
taxes 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 up, not a drop
Stop, we guap, gettin' guap
I am livin' like I got it
Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a 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 know man, I it