Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close eyes
[Mac - Verse 1]
Uhh
Close eyes
So watch em do the macarena 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 women in
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 just live your life and have some fun
In the when you have yet to see how evil its become
Its hard to a dream when youre deep 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 to these young kids
You had the world you bout to leave it to these young
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 fight the feeling, feeling
You fight the feeling, no
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You fight the feeling, no
[Mac - Verse 2]
And I keep a Most Dope homies by me
So there aint too many times its me, and Irene
We smoking through the night
Wake up do Tai Chi
Homie cant you see Im chilling, 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, woke up in
Balling like Im Jordan but Im fresh as Mars
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for dreams
A price on an idea we can agree
They tell you what you know but its to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never be
Still I em
Fuck what you know, Im comfortable
Just living life cuz enough of em dont
You spend your days every single penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you

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