Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close your
[Mac Miller - 1]
Uhh
Close your
So watch em do the macarena somewhere out in
Love the drug that everybody here just get a taste of
You a waste of the that you take up
Living, this time around Im not
I had an intuition about women in suspicion
Got me looking at you different how a man in my position cant start slipping down these
Cuz its all
As a kid I didnt that but
When you were young and you were just tryna live your and have some fun
In the world when you have yet to see how its become
Its to have a dream when youre deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I em in my lungs
Im a to these young kids
Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these kids
You had the world you to leave it to these young kids
And we gon show you what the is
[Chorus - Iman
Stay high, don't what you know,
Let it become
Dont let it go
(it stop)
You cant fight the feeling,
You fight the feeling, no
(it stop)
You fight the feeling, feeling
You fight the feeling, no
Miller - Verse 2]
And I keep a couple Dope homies by me
So there aint too many times its me, and Irene
We smoking through the night
up do some Tai Chi
Homie cant you see Im chilling, please dont up my chi
Yeh my Y3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of kinda stinks of satisfaction
Fell in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Balling like Im but Im fresh as Mars blackmon
A penny for thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A on an idea we never can agree
tell you what you know but its better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you gonna be
Still I em
Fuck you know, Im feeling comfortable
Just continue living life cuz enough of em
You spend days counting every single penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
I wake up, up in the morning, make up
Wrap much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning
Take up, upon days just to find power shit to say
But you wont it, even if your ears was pierced with
Beats by Dre, I
The sun is falling
We all should die eventually
So your calling?
Oh, you left your behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right us and devil said you owe 10%
Sold soul
I know sold soul and get hopeless
My focus is stared at eloping on boats float in the open
Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I
Or or soaking up game
Im hoping you picked the one
The of jealousy that your holding
Youre me that your golden but really cubic zirconian
Let me see
I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty
But even if youre Mayweather you can't fight the