Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, what if they you this music was bogus?
The government run it, they the culture
you believe that? If you read that?
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
They see all of your browsin' and know you be in apps
And Twitter and is really like middle men
And soldiers, everybody was carrying Macs
if they said Obama was in a raid
He actually got a good ass tan and a to appear black
Would you believe that? impeach that, look
How bout they tell you you 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 a list? Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but let they mother jump
Pardon the flow but controlling many souls
I there's niggas that's molded by television shows
Opinion sold but most's stay and void
A gossip make little people feel more important
So don't believe them, how they need it for the
A lot of are prodigal to the gullible

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

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

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

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

I turn down the radio to turn 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, up wake up)
As it flows into my

I'd like to all the beautiful 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, the Adapt Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I good right now
I want to talk to my people without preaching
Unbelievable, get down!