Luyện nghe bài hát Generation Lost

Skulls and crossbones and death
A liqueur store in every corner in
Cops riding round tossing in the slammer
Tell me wrong i could really use some answers
Nowadays wants to be a rapper
About 2 years ago everybody was a
Obviously is what everybodys after
Cos slavery aint changed its a day disaster
Now are my words from me to you
Everything you do from your to your shoes
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 tables so you dont get
Imma put my bullshit for a second
Cos i be fake, cos God wont let me
I used to wear a grill because it was the
Not because i liked it, i just to fit in
Then i got Eastside tatted on my
And i tried to get but my hair was too big
But i was lost, i aint who i was
What else was to do besides look like a thug
So in my senior at Columbia High
I dropped out of High School when i got
B.o.B was the name, i aint like Ray cos i was ashamed
But you can me Bobby Ray from this day forth and
I could give a damn about the and fortune
i dont even listen to rap
Cos i turn the radio on, out comes crap
And if you make good thats ok, but
On the radio that they dont
Its easy to see we created a
Cos wants to hear what they dont need
And now all the got a stoller to give you
That music so they can continue to live
The position 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 music cos we it to exist, bitch
So imma play my guitar, rap about aliens and sing stars
Til you understand thats we are
So we aint got to no more so we dont starve
I swear to God i you with every bar
We all got problems need to be solved
So while i got the mic imma my thoughts
And keep it real til the day i fall