Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

Would you believe
If you believe
TV killed the
TV killed the

Let's get it, what if they told you music was bogus?
The government run it, they controllin' the
Would you believe that? If you that?
Yeah, what if told you the iPhone was tapped?
They see all of your browsin' and you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really like men
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying
What if they said was in a raid
He actually got a good ass tan and a swag to appear
Would you believe that? impeach that, look
How bout tell you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and relying off that emotion and believe
You you do wit' your weak ass
What if make a list? Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but let they mother jump
Pardon the flow but consistence controlling many
I know there's that's molded by television shows
Opinion sold but stay null and void
A little gossip little people feel more important
So don't believe them, how need it for the allure
A lot of bullets are to the gullible

I turn down the just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I my whole life in stereo, always singing my own song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, wake up up)
As it flows my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV the radio
And then the slit the television throat
And the world star model fell up out the
And for broad a rapper is now behind his mortgage
And 'notha the rappers would visit shawty, be goin'
And everybody be laughin' at him, he know it
'Cause he believed her, he couldn't be G'd by such a sweet girl
(News flash, news flash, a cruel world)
(And no one's too to lose it on to a girl uh)
What if they told you chick was a grouupie
You know, like a ho, the type be choosin'
You gon' it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
her you'll holler at us and get in and go and lose it

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV killed it,
And then the slit the television throat

But not before I gave birth to several
Our generation is cursed, we got too many
We believe they gon' repeat what we was told
And know that bullets are prodigal to the

I turn down the radio to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my own (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, up wake up)
As it flows into my

I'd like to all the beautiful people that came out here tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh shout to the slutty to
You hear that? Uh, the Adapt Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel good now
I just want to talk to my people without
Unbelievable, get down!