Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night - Quincy Jones

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

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

Mall]
Yeah, game laid down by Q,
Vocals by Rasheeda, fly by QDIII
And flows by the M-A-C y'all, Mr. M-A-C

[CHORUS:
night, your life
You gave to us, and took away us
night, your life
You gave to us, and took from us

Mall]
Uhh, uhh.. me live my art; writin words from my soul in blood
I speak the on every thang I love
I'll probably sacrifice my life.. to send my through mics
It's like a war drum callin at night
bigger than music I spit it straight from the heart
So it's n dark and deep like a universe, but nah don't start
It's for ya entertainment but it's my life
And I can't rewind, fast forward, or pause
But when you give your all, it's like the fans more
And after the I sit alone 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 of da magazine, flossin on the TV screen
Toastin wit yo' champagne, life like a game
Loaded in the limousine, love to the fans scream
Swimmin wit the sharks now, no love - money king
People got they hands out but ain't nobody lendin
Can you really dem for tryin to get what they can?
Late night, lights, lust n lies
And anythang goes under the sign
Well you might ya soul and who knows what you find
But go ahead main we all shine...
But go main we all wanna shine...

[Mac
There you it..
Y'know, when I was younger I prayed, to get in this
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 feel my music
Like my homeboy Tupac did fo'
And he that to me
But he didn't he didn't he didn't let me
about all the shady Shit that's in, in
you and yo' dream,
See it's more than the music, I spit it the heart
So sometime it's cold n it's dark, but raw
And that's how I'ma bring it to you time, y'know?