Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, what if they told you this music was
The government run it, they the culture
Would you that? If you read that?
Yeah, what if 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
What if they Obama was in a raid
He got a good ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you believe that? Niggas that, look
How bout they you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and off that emotion and believe that
You you do wit' your weak ass
if they make a list? Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but let they mother jump
the flow but consistence controlling many souls
I know there's niggas molded by television shows
Opinion sold but most's null and void
A little make little people feel more important
So don't believe them, how need it for the allure
A lot of bullets are prodigal to the

I turn down the radio just to the TV on (on, on)
I live my 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 vein (wake up, wake up up)

TV killed the
TV killed the
TV the radio
And then the internet the television throat
And the world star fell up out the orbit
And for that broad a rapper is now behind his
And 'notha the rappers would visit shawty, be goin'
And everybody be laughin' at him, he doesn't 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 thorough to 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' play it nah homie, soon as the car pull up
Tell her holler at us and get in and go and lose it

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

But not before I birth 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 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 thank all the beautiful people that came out here
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 want to talk to my people without preaching
Unbelievable, get down!