Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night - Quincy Jones

[Quincy
Starry night.. an creation
by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur
Dedicated to the of Vincent Van Gogh

A creative heart obsessed with
this dorment and society
You have given the stars at night
and you given them bountiful bouquets of sunflowers
but for you there's contempt
Though you yourself into that frame and present it so proudly
this world not accept your masterpieces, from the heart
So on starry night, you gave to us and you took away from us
the one thing we never acknowledged, life..

Mall]
Yeah, game down by Q, y'knawmsayin?
by Rasheeda, fly beat by QDIII
And by the M-A-C y'all, Mr. M-A-C Mall

Rasheeda]
Starry night, your
You gave to us, and took from us
Starry night, life
You to us, and took away from us

Mall]
Uhh, uhh.. watch me live my art; writin words my soul in blood
I speak the truth on every I love
I'll probably my life.. to send my message through mics
It's like a war callin soldiers at night
It's bigger than music I spit it from the heart
So it's cold n dark and like a universe, but nah don't start
It's for ya entertainment but it's my life
And I rewind, fast forward, or press pause
But when you give your all, it's like the fans more
And after the tour I sit like before
When ya is hot it's all love, the world is yours
But when you off, you get ignored

[Mac
You on the cover of da magazine, on the TV screen
Toastin wit yo' champagne, playin life a game
Loaded in the limousine, love to hear the scream
wit the sharks now, ain't no love - money king
People got they hands out but nobody lendin hands
Can you blame dem for tryin to get what they can?
night, bright lights, lust n lies
And anythang goes under the Hollywood
Well you might lose ya soul and who knows what you
But go ahead main we all shine...
But go ahead we all wanna shine...

[Mac
you have it..
Y'know, when I was I prayed, to get in this game
Y'know to hold dis microphone in my
I the man upstairs, to let me rock a crowd one day
Y'know let people out there feel the way I through my music
Like my homeboy Tupac did fo'
And he that to me
But he didn't he didn't he let me know
about all the shady Shit in, in between
you and yo' dream,
See more than the music, I spit it from the heart
So it's cold n it's dark, but it's raw
And that's how I'ma bring it to you time, y'know?