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

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, wake up up)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, up wake up)

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV killed the
And the internet slit the television throat
And the world star fell up out the orbit
And for that broad a is now behind his mortgage
And 'notha the would visit shawty, shawty be goin'
And everybody be laughin' at him, he know it
'Cause he believed her, thought he couldn't be G'd by a sweet girl
(News flash, news flash, it's a world)
(And no too thorough to lose it on to a girl uh)
if they told you your chick was a grouupie
You know, like a ho, the that be choosin'
You gon' play it 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 fuck it,
And the internet slit the television throat

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

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

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