Luyện nghe bài hát Lost generation

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

Skull and and death bandannas
A liquor store on every in Atlanta
Cops around tossin' niggas in the slammer
me what's wrong
I could use some answers
Now-a-days everybody wants to be a
About two ago everybody was a trapper
Obviously, money is what after
Cause ain't change
It's a modern day
Now these are my words me to you
Everything you do your shades to your shoes
From chains to your Coupe
from the tube
Trust me I know
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 bullshit for a second
Cause I be fake
God won't let me
I to wear a grill
it was the trend
Not because I it
I wanted to fit in
Then I got "Eastside" 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 year at Columbia High
I dropped out of school and I got signed
B.o.B. was the
I ain't like Bobby Ray I was ashamed
But you can call me Bobby Ray from day forth
And I could give a damn the fame and fortune
Honestly I don't even to rap
when I turn the radio 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 don't need
And now all the rappers got to to give you
bullshit music so they can continue
To
The that I'm in
Is an interesting predicament I will 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 about and sing about stars
Till you understand what we are
So we ain't got to struggle no more so we starve
I swear to God I you with every bar
We all got that need to be solved
So while I got the mic I'm a speak my
And I'm a it real till the day I fall