Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

Would you that?
If you believe
TV killed the
TV killed the

Let's get it, what if told you this music was bogus?
The government run it, controllin' the culture
Would you believe that? If you that?
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
see all of your browsin' and know you be in your apps
And and Instagram is really like middle men
And internet soldiers, everybody was Macs
What if said Obama was in a raid
He actually got a ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you believe that? impeach that, look
How bout they you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and relying off that emotion and that
You know you do wit' your ass
What if they make a list? you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but let they mother jump
Pardon the but consistence controlling many souls
I know there's niggas that's molded by television
sold but most's stay null and void
A little make little people feel more important
So don't believe them, how they it for the allure
A lot of bullets are prodigal to the

I down the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always my own song (song, song)
As it into my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)
As it flows into my (wake up, wake up wake up)

TV killed the
TV the radio
TV the radio
And then the internet slit the television
And the world star model up out the orbit
And for that broad a is now behind his mortgage
And 'notha the rappers would visit shawty, be goin'
And everybody be at him, he doesn't know it
'Cause he believed her, thought he be G'd by such a sweet girl
(News flash, news flash, a cruel world)
(And no one's too thorough to lose it on to a uh)
What if they told you your chick was a
You know, like a ho, the that be choosin'
You gon' it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
Tell her holler at us and get in and go and lose it

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV killed it,
And the internet slit the television throat

But not before I birth to several episodes
Our is cursed, we got too many clones
We just believe they repeat what we was told
And that bullets are prodigal to the gullible

I turn down the radio just to the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my own (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, wake up up)
As it flows into my

I'd like to thank all the people that came out here tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh to the slutty boys to
You hear that? Uh, hear the Adapt Kings in the back, Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel right now
I just want to talk to my people preaching
Unbelievable, get down!