Luyện nghe bài hát Generation Lost

Skulls and crossbones and bandanas
A liqueur store in every corner in
riding round tossing niggas in the slammer
Tell me whats wrong i really use some answers
Nowadays everybody to be a rapper
About 2 ago everybody was a trapper
money is what everybodys after
Cos slavery aint changed its a modern day
Now are my words from me to you
Everything you do from your to your shoes
From your chains to your coupe from the two
Trust me i know i was raised on the two
Ok, now let me just get attention
Imma turn the tables so you dont get
Imma put my bullshit aside for a
Cos i cant be fake, cos God let me
I used to a grill because it was the trend
Not because i it, i just wanted to fit in
Then i got Eastside tatted on my
And i tried to get dreads but my was too big
But i was lost, i know who i was
What else was there to do look like a thug
So in my senior at Columbia High
I dropped out of High 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 this day forth and
I could give a about the fame and fortune
i dont even listen to rap
Cos when i turn the radio on, out comes
And if you make music thats ok, but
On the radio that they dont
Its to see we created a beast
Cos everybody wants to hear what they dont
And now all the rappers got a stoller to you
That bullshit music so they can to live
The position that im in is quite an interesting predicament i will
But you can count on me cos im to give in
Cos imma give you music cos we need it to exist,
So imma play my guitar, rap about aliens and about stars
Til you understand what we are
So we aint got to struggle no so we dont starve
I to God i love you with every bar
We all got problems need to be solved
So while i got the mic imma speak my
And keep it real til the day i fall