Luyện nghe bài hát Generation Lost

Skulls and and death bandanas
A liqueur store in corner in Atlanta
Cops riding round tossing niggas in the
Tell me whats wrong i really use some answers
Nowadays everybody wants to be a
About 2 years ago everybody was a
Obviously money is what after
Cos slavery aint changed its a modern day
Now these are my words me to you
Everything you do from your shades to your
From your chains to your coupe came the two
Trust me i would know i was on the two
Ok, now let me just get attention
Imma turn the so you dont get defensive
Imma put my bullshit for a second
Cos i be fake, cos God wont let me
I used to a grill because it was the trend
Not because i liked it, i wanted to fit in
Then i got Eastside on my skin
And i tried to get but my hair was too big
But i was lost, i know who i was
What was there to do besides look like a thug
So in my year at Columbia High
I out of High School when i got signed
B.o.B was the name, i aint Bobby Ray cos i was ashamed
But you can call me Bobby Ray from day forth and
I could give a about the fame and fortune
Honestly i even listen to rap
Cos when i turn the radio on, out comes
And if you good music thats ok, but
On the that they dont play
Its to see we created a beast
Cos everybody wants to hear what dont need
And now all the got a stoller to give you
bullshit music so they can continue to live
The that im in is quite an interesting predicament i will admit
But you can count on me cos im refusing to in
Cos imma give you cos we need it to exist, bitch
So imma play my guitar, rap aliens and sing about stars
Til you thats what we are
So we aint got to struggle no more so we starve
I swear to God i love you with bar
We all got problems that to be solved
So while i got the mic imma speak my
And keep it real til the day i fall