Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night

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

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

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

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

Mall]
Uhh, uhh.. watch me live my art; writin words from my in blood
I speak the truth on thang I love
I'll probably sacrifice my life.. to send my through mics
like a war drum callin soldiers at night
It's bigger than music I it straight from the heart
So cold n dark and deep like a universe, but nah don't start
It's for ya but it's my life y'all
And I can't rewind, forward, or press pause
But when you give your all, it's like the fans demand
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 of da magazine, flossin on the TV screen
wit yo' champagne, playin life like a game
Loaded in the limousine, love to the fans scream
wit the sharks now, ain't no love - money king
People got they hands out but ain't nobody hands
Can you really dem for tryin to get what they can?
Late night, lights, lust n lies
And goes under the Hollywood sign
Well you might lose ya soul and who what you find
But go ahead we all wanna shine...
But go ahead we all wanna shine...

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

(fades out)