Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close your
Miller - Verse 1]
Uhh
Close eyes
So watch em do the somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug that everybody just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you up
Living, this time around Im not
I had an intuition about these in suspicion
Got me looking at you different how a man in my cant start slipping down these slopes
Cuz its all
As a kid I didnt that but
When you were and you were just tryna live your life and have some fun
In the world when you yet to see how evil its become
Its hard to have a dream youre deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I em in my lungs
Im a Beatle to these kids
Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young
You had the world you bout to leave it to young kids
And we gon you what the love is
[Chorus - Iman
Stay high, don't what you know,
Let it become
ever let it go
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You cant the feeling, no
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You cant the feeling, no
[Mac Miller - 2]
And I keep a Most Dope 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, please dont up my chi
Yeh my jacket Y3, been up on fashion
Waste a of money kinda stinks of satisfaction
Fell in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Balling like Im Jordan but Im as Mars blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your
A price on an idea we can agree
They tell you what you but its better to believe
So why you act like what you never gonna be
Still I em
what you know, Im feeling comfortable
Just living life cuz enough of em dont
You spend your days counting single penny, mane
now cuz we coming for you anyways

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, up
Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she
Take up, hours upon days just to find power to say
But you wont hear it, if your ears was pierced with
Beats by Dre, I
The sun is slowly
We all surely should die
So your calling?
Oh, you left your behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through
Jesus Christ is right near us and said you owe 10%
Sold your
I sold your soul and get hopeless
My focus is stared at eloping on boats that in the open
Of oceans that coast the on the margins I rhyme
Or or soaking up game
Im hoping you picked the one
The of jealousy that your holding
Youre telling me your golden but really cubic zirconian
Let me see
I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your are mighty clever
But even if youre Mayweather you fight the feeling