Luyện nghe bài hát Lost generation

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

Skull and crossbones and death
A liquor store on every corner in
Cops ridin' around niggas in the slammer
me what's wrong
I could use some answers
everybody wants to be a rapper
About two years ago everybody was a
Obviously, is what everybody's after
Cause slavery change
a modern day disaster
Now these are my from me to you
Everything you do from your to your shoes
From your to your Coupe
Came from the
me I would know
I was on it too
Okay, now just let me get your
I'm a turn the tables so you get defensive
I'm a put my bullshit for a second
Cause I can't be
Cause God let me
I to wear a grill
Because it was the
Not because I it
I just to fit in
Then I got "Eastside" tatted on my
And I tried to get but my hair was too big
But I was
I ain't who I was
What else was there to do besides like a thug
So in my senior year at Columbia
I out of high school and I got signed
B.o.B. was the
I ain't 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
I don't even listen to rap
Cause when I the radio on, out comes crap
And if you good music that's okay
But on the radio, that they play
It's to see we created a beast
Cause everybody wants to what they don't need
And now all the rappers got to to give you
That bullshit music so 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
Cause I'm a give you music we need it to exist

So I'm a my guitar
Rap aliens and sing about stars
Till you understand what we are
So we ain't got to struggle no so we don't starve
I swear to God I love you with bar
We all got problems need to be solved
So I got the mic I'm a speak my thoughts
And I'm a keep it till the day I fall