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)
Just bare with me. Listen. (Can you Turbulence.)

Skull and and death bandannas
A liquor store on every in Atlanta
ridin' around tossin' niggas in the slammer
Tell me wrong
I really use some answers
Now-a-days everybody to be a rapper
two years ago everybody was a trapper
Obviously, money is what after
Cause ain't change
It's a modern day
Now these are my from me to you
Everything you do from shades to your shoes
your chains to your Coupe
Came from the
Trust me I would
I was on it too
Okay, now just let me get attention
I'm a turn the tables so you get defensive
I'm a put my aside for a second
I can't be fake
Cause God let me
I used to a grill
it was the trend
Not because I it
I wanted to fit in
Then I got "Eastside" tatted on my
And I to get dreads but my hair was too big
But I was
I know who I was
What else was to do besides look 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 Ray cause I was ashamed
But you can me Bobby Ray from this day forth
And I give a damn about the fame and fortune
Honestly I even listen to rap
Cause I turn the radio on, out comes crap
And if you make good that's okay
But on the radio, that they play
easy to see we created a beast
Cause everybody wants to hear what they don't
And now all the rappers got to to give you
That music so they can continue
To
The position I'm in
Is quite an interesting predicament I will
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 my guitar
Rap about aliens and about stars
Till you understand what we are
So we got to struggle no more so we don't 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