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 here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the that you take up
Living, this time around Im not
I had an intuition about women 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 didnt learn but
When you were young and you were just live your life and have some fun
In the world you have yet to see how evil its become
Its hard to have a dream when youre inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep em in my
Im a Beatle to these young
Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to young kids
You had the world you bout to leave it to these young
And we gon show you what the is
[Chorus - Omari]
Stay high, don't fight you know,
Let it become
Dont let it go
(it stop)
You cant fight the feeling,
You cant the feeling, no
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You cant the feeling, no
[Mac - Verse 2]
And I keep a couple Most Dope by me
So there aint too many times its me, myself and
We stay smoking through the
Wake up do Tai Chi
cant you see Im chilling, please dont fuck up my chi
Yeh my jacket Y3, recently up on fashion
a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction
Fell asleep in Hollywood, up in Manhattan
like Im Jordan but Im fresh as Mars blackmon
A for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an idea we can agree
They tell you what you know but its to believe
So why you tryna act what you never gonna be
Still I em
Fuck you know, Im feeling comfortable
Just continue living cuz enough of em dont
You spend your days counting single penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you

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