Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, what if they told you this music was
The run it, they controllin' the culture
Would you believe that? If you read
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
see all of your browsin' and know you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really middle men
And internet soldiers, was carrying Macs
What if they Obama was in a raid
He actually got a good ass tan and a to appear black
Would you believe Niggas impeach that, look
How they tell you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and off that emotion and believe that
You you do wit' your weak ass
What if they a list? Tellin' you what is dope
you was it, but never let they mother jump
Pardon the but consistence controlling many souls
I there's niggas that's molded by television shows
sold but most's stay null and void
A little gossip make little feel more important
So don't believe them, how they need it for the
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 flows into my vein (wake up, wake up up)
As it into my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)

TV killed the
TV killed the
TV killed the
And then the internet slit the television
And the world star fell up out the orbit
And for that a rapper is now behind his mortgage
And 'notha the would visit shawty, 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 too thorough to lose it on to a girl uh)
What if they told you your chick was a
You know, a ho, the type that be choosin'
You gon' it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
Tell her you'll at us and get in and go and lose it

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

But not before I gave to several episodes
Our generation is cursed, we got too many
We just believe gon' repeat what we was told
And know that are prodigal to the gullible

I turn 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 flows into my vein (wake up, up wake up)
As it flows my vein

I'd like to thank all the beautiful people that came out tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh shout to the boys to
You that? Uh, hear the Adapt Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel good now
I just want to talk to my people without
Unbelievable, get down!