Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

Would you that?
If you that?
TV killed the
TV the radio

Let's get it, what if they told you this was bogus?
The government run it, controllin' the culture
Would you believe that? If you read
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
They see all of browsin' and know you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really like men
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying
if they said Obama was in a raid
He got a good ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you believe Niggas impeach that, look
How bout they tell you you dyin' if you ain't
So now you go put one in and relying off that and believe that
You know you do wit' weak ass
What if they make a Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but never let mother jump
Pardon the flow but consistence controlling souls
I know there's niggas that's by television shows
Opinion sold but most's stay null and
A little gossip make little people more important
So don't believe them, how they need it for the
A lot of bullets are prodigal to the

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

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

TV killed the
TV the radio
TV fuck it,
And then the internet slit the television

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

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

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