Luyện nghe bài hát Lost generation

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

Skull and and death bandannas
A store on every corner in Atlanta
ridin' around tossin' niggas in the slammer
Tell me wrong
I really use some answers
everybody wants to be a rapper
About two years ago everybody was a
Obviously, money is everybody's after
Cause slavery change
It's a day disaster
Now these are my words me to you
Everything you do from your shades to your
your chains to your Coupe
Came from the
Trust me I know
I was on it too
Okay, now let me get your attention
I'm a the tables so you don't get defensive
I'm a put my bullshit aside for a
I can't be fake
Cause God let me
I to wear a grill
Because it was the
Not because I it
I just 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 ain't who I was
What else was there to do besides look like a
So in my year at Columbia High
I out of high school and I got signed
B.o.B. was the
I ain't like Bobby Ray I was ashamed
But you can me Bobby Ray from this day forth
And I give a damn about the fame and fortune
I don't even listen to rap
Cause when I turn the radio on, out crap
And if you make good music that's
But on the radio, they don't play
It's easy to see we a beast
everybody wants to hear what they don't need
And now all the rappers got to struggle to you
That bullshit so they can continue
To
The that I'm in
Is quite an interesting I will admit
But you can count on me cause I'm refusing to in
Cause I'm a give you music cause we it to exist

So I'm a my guitar
Rap aliens and sing about stars
you understand that's 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 need to be
So while I got the mic I'm a my thoughts
And I'm a it real till the day I fall