Luyện nghe bài hát Generation Lost

Skulls and crossbones and bandanas
A liqueur store in every corner in
Cops round tossing niggas in the slammer
Tell me whats wrong i really use some answers
everybody wants to be a rapper
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 chains to your coupe came from 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 aside for a
Cos i be fake, cos God wont let me
I to wear a grill because it was the trend
Not i liked it, i just wanted to fit in
Then i got Eastside tatted on my
And i to get dreads but my hair was too big
But i was lost, i aint who i was
What else was there to do besides look like a
So in my senior year at High
I dropped out of High School i got signed
B.o.B was the name, i like Bobby Ray cos i was ashamed
But you can me Bobby Ray from this day forth and
I could a damn about the fame and fortune
i dont even listen to rap
Cos when i turn the radio on, out crap
And if you good music thats ok, but
On the that they dont play
Its easy to see we a beast
Cos everybody wants to hear what dont need
And now all the got a stoller to give you
That bullshit music so they can to live
The that im in is quite an interesting predicament i will admit
But you can on me cos im refusing to give in
Cos imma give you cos we need it to exist, bitch
So imma play my guitar, rap about aliens and sing about
Til you thats what we are
So we got to struggle no more so we dont starve
I to God i love you with every bar
We all got problems that to be solved
So while i got the mic imma my thoughts
And imma keep it real til the day i