Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, what if they you this music was bogus?
The run it, they controllin' the culture
Would you believe If you read that?
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
They see all of your and know you be in your apps
And Twitter and is really like middle men
And soldiers, everybody was carrying Macs
What if they Obama was in a raid
He actually got a ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you that? Niggas impeach that, look
How bout they tell you you dyin' if you 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 know there's niggas that's molded by shows
Opinion sold but most's stay and void
A little make little people feel more important
So believe them, how they need it for the allure
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, always singing my own (song, song)
As it flows into my (wake up, wake up wake up)
As it flows into my (wake up, wake up wake up)

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

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

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

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

I'd like to thank all the beautiful 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, hear the Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel right now
I just want to to my people without preaching
Unbelievable, get down!