Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night

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

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

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

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

[Mac
Uhh, uhh.. watch me live my art; writin from my soul in blood
I speak the truth on 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 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 y'all
And I can't rewind, 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 name is hot it's all love, the world is
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 a game
Loaded in the limousine, love to hear the scream
Swimmin wit the sharks now, ain't no love - money
got they hands out but ain't nobody lendin hands
Can you really blame dem for to get what they can?
Late night, bright lights, lust n
And anythang goes under the Hollywood
Well you might lose ya soul and who knows you find
But go ahead main we all shine...
But go ahead main we all shine...

[Mac
There you it..
Y'know, I was younger I prayed, to get in this game
to hold 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 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 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 bring it to you every time, y'know?

(fades out)