Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close your
Miller - Verse 1]
Uhh
Close eyes
So em do the macarena somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug that everybody here tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the that you take up
Living, this time around Im not
I had an about these women in suspicion
Got me at you different how a man in my position cant start slipping down these slopes
Cuz its all
As a kid I learn that but
When you young and you were just tryna live your life and have some fun
In the world when you have yet to see how its become
Its hard to have a dream youre deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep em in my
Im a Beatle to young kids
Sometimes I be feeling like a to these young kids
You had the world you bout to it to these young kids
And we gon show you the love is
[Chorus - Omari]
Stay high, fight what you know,
Let it intact
ever 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 Most homies by me
So there aint too times its me, myself and Irene
We stay smoking the night
Wake up do Tai Chi
Homie you see Im chilling, please dont fuck up my chi
Yeh my jacket Y3, recently up on fashion
a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction
Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in
Balling like Im but Im fresh as Mars blackmon
A penny for thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an we never can agree
They tell you what you know but its better to
So why you tryna act like you never gonna be
Still I em
Fuck what you know, Im comfortable
Just continue living cuz enough of em dont
You spend your days counting every penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, up
this much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning
Take up, hours upon days just to power shit to say
But you wont hear it, even if your ears was with
Beats by Dre, I
The sun is slowly
We all surely die eventually
So your calling?
Oh, you left phone behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through
Jesus Christ is near us and devil said you owe 10%
Sold soul
I know sold your soul and get
My focus is stared at eloping on boats that in the open
Of oceans that coast the on the margins I rhyme
Or choking or soaking up
Im you picked the second one
The emotion of jealousy that your
Youre telling me your golden but really cubic zirconian
Let me see
I break you down like a pound of fire whenever tactics are mighty clever
But even if youre Mayweather you fight the feeling