Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night - Quincy Jones

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

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

[Mac
Yeah, laid down by Q, y'knawmsayin?
Vocals by Rasheeda, fly beat by
And by the M-A-C y'all, Mr. M-A-C Mall

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

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

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

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