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 with me. Listen. (Can you Turbulence.)

Skull and crossbones and death
A liquor store on corner in Atlanta
ridin' around tossin' niggas in the slammer
Tell me wrong
I really use some answers
everybody wants to be a rapper
About two years ago was a trapper
Obviously, money is what after
slavery ain't change
It's a day disaster
Now these are my from me to you
Everything you do from your to your shoes
From your chains to your
Came from the
Trust me I know
I was on it too
Okay, now let me get your attention
I'm a turn the tables so you don't get
I'm a put my bullshit aside for a
Cause I can't be
Cause God let me
I to wear a grill
it was the trend
Not I liked it
I just to fit in
Then I got "Eastside" tatted on my
And I tried to get dreads but my was too big
But I was
I know who I was
What else was there to do besides look like a
So in my year at Columbia High
I out of high school and I got signed
B.o.B. was the
I like Bobby Ray cause I was ashamed
But you can call me Ray from this day forth
And I could give a damn the fame and fortune
Honestly I don't even to rap
Cause I turn the radio on, out comes crap
And if you make music that's okay
But on the radio, that they don't
easy to see we created a beast
Cause everybody wants to hear they don't need
And now all the rappers got to to give you
That music so they can continue
To
The that I'm in
Is quite an interesting predicament I admit
But you can count on me cause I'm to give in
I'm a give you music cause we need it to exist

So I'm a play my
Rap about aliens and about stars
Till you understand what we are
So we ain't got to struggle no more so we don't
I swear to God I love you every bar
We all got problems that to be solved
So I got the mic I'm a speak my thoughts
And I'm a keep it real till the day I