Luyện nghe bài hát Fight The Feeling

Close eyes
Miller - Verse 1]
Uhh
Close eyes
So em do the macarena somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug that everybody here just tryna get a of
You a waste of the space you take up
Living, this around Im not kidding
I had an intuition about these women in
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 were young and you just tryna live your life and have some fun
In the world you have yet to see how evil its become
Its hard to have a when youre deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I em in my lungs
Im a Beatle to young kids
Sometimes I be feeling a needle to these young kids
You had the you bout to leave it to these young kids
And we gon show you what the is
[Chorus - Omari]
Stay high, fight what you know,
Let it intact
ever let it go
(it stop)
You cant the feeling, feeling
You cant the feeling, no
(it stop)
You fight the feeling, feeling
You fight the feeling, no
[Mac - Verse 2]
And I keep a couple Dope homies by me
So there too many times its me, myself and Irene
We stay smoking through the
up do some Tai Chi
Homie cant you see Im chilling, dont fuck up my chi
Yeh my Y3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money kinda of satisfaction
asleep 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 act like what you never gonna be
I tell em
Fuck what you know, Im feeling
Just continue living life cuz enough of em
You spend your days counting every single penny,
Start now cuz we coming for you

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