Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night - Quincy Jones

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

A heart obsessed with satisfying
this and uncaring society
You have given them the at night
and you given them bountiful bouquets of sunflowers
but for you there's contempt
Though you pour yourself into that frame and it so proudly
this world could not accept 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..

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

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

[Mac
Uhh, uhh.. watch me live my art; writin words from my in blood
I speak the truth on every thang I
probably sacrifice my life.. to send my message through mics
It's like a war callin soldiers at night
It's bigger than I spit it straight from the heart
So it's cold n dark and deep like a universe, but nah 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, like the fans demand more
And the tour 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 cover of da magazine, on the TV screen
wit yo' champagne, playin life like a game
Loaded in the limousine, love to hear the fans
Swimmin wit the now, ain't no love - money king
People got they hands out but ain't nobody lendin
Can you really blame dem for tryin to get what they
Late night, bright lights, lust n
And anythang goes under the Hollywood
you might lose ya soul and who knows what you find
But go ahead we all wanna shine...
But go ahead main we all shine...

[Mac
you have it..
Y'know, I was younger I prayed, to get in this game
Y'know to dis microphone in my hand
I the man upstairs, to let me rock a crowd one day
Y'know let out there feel the way I feel through my music
Like my Tupac did fo' sho'
And he gave 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 the music, I spit it from the heart
So sometime it's n it's dark, but it's raw
And how I'ma bring it to you every time, y'know?