Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Night

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

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

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

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

[Mac
Uhh, uhh.. watch me live my art; writin from my soul in blood
I speak the truth on every 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 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 my life y'all
And I rewind, fast forward, or press pause
But when you give your all, like the fans demand more
And after the tour I sit alone before
When ya name is hot all love, the world is yours
But when you fall off, you get

[Mac
You on the cover of da magazine, on the TV screen
Toastin wit yo' champagne, playin like a game
Loaded in the limousine, love to hear the scream
Swimmin wit the sharks now, 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, n lies
And anythang goes 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
you have it..
Y'know, I was younger I prayed, to get in this game
to hold 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 feel through my
Like my homeboy Tupac did fo'
And he that to me
But he didn't he didn't he let me know
about all the shady shit that's in, in
you and yo' dream,
See more than the music, I spit it from the heart
So it's cold n it's dark, but it's raw
And that's how I'ma bring it to you time, y'know?

(fades out)