Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close your
[Mac - Verse 1]
Uhh
your eyes
So watch em do the somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space you take 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 position cant start down these slopes
Cuz its all
As a kid I learn that but
When you were young and you were tryna live your life and have some fun
In the world when you have yet to see how evil its
Its hard to have a dream when youre deep of one
And I know you them spirits so I keep em in my lungs
Im a to these young kids
Sometimes I be like a needle to these young kids
You had the world you to leave it to these young kids
And we gon show you the love is
[Chorus - Omari]
Stay high, fight what you know,
Let it become
Dont let it go
(it stop)
You cant fight the feeling,
You cant the feeling, no
(it stop)
You fight the feeling, feeling
You cant the feeling, no
[Mac - Verse 2]
And I keep a Most Dope homies by me
So there aint too many its me, myself and Irene
We smoking through the night
up do some Tai Chi
Homie cant you see Im chilling, please dont up my chi
Yeh my Y3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money stinks of satisfaction
Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in
Balling like Im Jordan but Im fresh as Mars
A penny for your thoughts, a for your dreams
A price on an idea we never can
They tell you you know but its better to believe
So why you tryna act like you never gonna be
I tell em
Fuck you know, Im feeling comfortable
Just continue living life cuz of em dont
You spend days counting every single penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you

[Kendrick - Verse 3]
I wake up, up in the morning, make up
Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she
Take up, hours upon days just to power shit to say
But you wont hear it, even if your ears was with
Beats by Dre, I
The sun is slowly
We all surely should die
So your calling?
Oh, you your phone behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, steer us through wickedness
Jesus is right near us and devil said you owe 10%
Sold your
I know sold soul and get hopeless
My focus is stared at eloping on boats that in the open
Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I
Or choking or soaking up
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 you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty clever
But even if youre Mayweather you can't the feeling