Luyện nghe bài hát Lost generation

(Turbulence. Can you Turbulence) Okay. (Can you feel?)
I need to something real for a second y'all. (Turbulence)
Just bare me. Listen. (Can you feel? Turbulence.)

Skull and and death bandannas
A store on every corner in Atlanta
Cops around tossin' niggas in the slammer
me what's wrong
I really use some answers
Now-a-days everybody to be a rapper
About two years ago was a trapper
Obviously, money is everybody's after
Cause ain't change
It's a modern day
Now these are my words me to you
Everything you do your shades to your shoes
From your chains to Coupe
Came the tube
me I would know
I was on it too
Okay, now just let me get attention
I'm a turn the tables so you don't get
I'm a put my bullshit for a second
I can't be fake
Cause God let me
I used to a grill
Because it was the
Not because I it
I just to fit in
I got "Eastside" tatted on my skin
And I tried to get but my hair was too big
But I was
I know who I was
What else was there to do besides like a thug
So in my year at Columbia High
I dropped out of high and I got signed
B.o.B. was the
I ain't like Bobby Ray cause I was
But you can call me Bobby Ray this day forth
And I could give a damn the fame and fortune
Honestly I don't listen to rap
Cause when I turn the radio on, out comes
And if you make good music okay
But on the radio, that they don't
easy to see we created a beast
Cause everybody to hear what they don't need
And now all the rappers got to struggle to you
That music so they can continue
To
The position I'm in
Is quite an interesting I will admit
But you can on me cause I'm refusing to give in
Cause I'm a you music cause we need it to exist

So I'm a play my
Rap about aliens and sing about
Till you that's what we are
So we ain't got to struggle no more so we starve
I swear to God I you with every bar
We all got problems that to be solved
So while I got the mic I'm a my thoughts
And I'm a it real till the day I fall