Luyện nghe bài hát Lost generation

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

Skull and crossbones and death
A store on every corner in Atlanta
Cops ridin' around tossin' in the slammer
Tell me wrong
I really use some answers
Now-a-days everybody to be a rapper
About two ago everybody was a trapper
Obviously, money is what after
Cause slavery change
It's a day disaster
Now are my words from me to you
Everything you do from your to your shoes
your chains to your Coupe
Came from the
me I would know
I was on it too
Okay, now just let me get attention
I'm a the tables so you don't get defensive
I'm a put my bullshit for a second
I can't be fake
Cause God let me
I used to wear a
Because it was the
Not because I it
I wanted to fit in
I got "Eastside" tatted on my skin
And I tried to get dreads but my was too big
But I was
I know who I was
What was there to do besides look like a thug
So in my senior at Columbia High
I dropped out of high school and I got
B.o.B. was the
I ain't like Bobby Ray cause I was
But you can call me Ray from this day forth
And I could give a damn about the and fortune
I don't even listen to rap
Cause when I turn the on, out comes crap
And if you make good music that's
But on the radio, that they don't
It's easy to see we created a
Cause everybody wants to hear what they don't
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 predicament I will admit
But you can count on me I'm refusing to give in
Cause I'm a give you music cause we need it to

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