Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night - Quincy Jones

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

A heart obsessed with satisfying
dorment and uncaring society
You have given them the at night
and you have them bountiful bouquets of sunflowers
but for you there's only
Though you pour yourself into that frame and present it so
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 we never acknowledged, your life..

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

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

Mall]
Uhh, uhh.. watch me my art; writin words from my soul in blood
I speak the truth on thang I love
I'll probably my life.. to send my message through mics
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 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 press
But you give your all, it's like the fans demand more
And after the tour I sit alone like
ya name is hot it's all love, the world is yours
But you fall off, you get ignored

[Mac
You on the cover of da magazine, flossin on the TV
wit yo' champagne, playin life like a game
Loaded in the limousine, to hear the fans 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 tryin to get they can?
Late night, bright lights, n lies
And anythang under the Hollywood sign
Well you might lose ya soul and who knows 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 dis microphone in my hand
I asked the man upstairs, to let me a crowd one day
Y'know let people out there feel the way I through my music
Like my homeboy did fo' sho'
And he that to me
But he didn't he didn't he let me know
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 dark, but it's raw
And that's how I'ma bring it to you every time,