Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close eyes
[Mac Miller - 1]
Uhh
Close your
So watch em do the somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug that everybody here just get a taste of
You a of the space that you take up
Living, this time Im not kidding
I had an intuition these women in suspicion
Got me at you different how a man in my position cant start slipping down these slopes
Cuz its all
As a kid I didnt that but
When you were young and you were just tryna live your life and have fun
In the world when you have yet to see how evil its
Its to have a dream when youre deep inside of one
And I know you them spirits so I keep em in my lungs
Im a Beatle to these kids
Sometimes I be feeling a needle to these young kids
You had the you bout to leave it to these young kids
And we gon you what the love is
[Chorus - Omari]
Stay high, don't fight you know,
Let it become
ever let it go
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You fight the feeling, no
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You fight the feeling, no
[Mac Miller - 2]
And I keep a couple Most homies by me
So there aint too times its me, myself and Irene
We stay smoking through the
Wake up do Tai Chi
Homie cant you see Im chilling, dont fuck up my chi
Yeh my jacket Y3, been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of kinda stinks of satisfaction
asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Balling like Im Jordan but Im fresh as Mars
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your
A price on an we never can agree
tell you what you know but its better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you gonna be
Still I em
Fuck what you know, Im feeling
Just living life cuz enough of em dont
You spend your days counting every penny, mane
now cuz we coming for you anyways

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
I wake up, up in the morning, make up
Wrap this much make up off my soon as she yawning
up, hours upon days just to find power shit to say
But you wont hear it, if your ears was pierced with
by Dre, I mean
The sun is falling
We all should die eventually
So your calling?
Oh, you left your behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right us and devil said you owe 10%
your soul
I know your soul and get hopeless
My focus is stared at on boats that float in the open
Of oceans that coast the on the margins I rhyme
Or choking or up game
Im hoping you the second one
The emotion of jealousy that holding
Youre me that your golden but really cubic zirconian
Let me see
I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty
But even if youre you can't fight the feeling