Luyện nghe bài hát Lost generation

(Turbulence. Can you Turbulence) Okay. (Can you feel?)
I to spit something real for a second y'all. (Turbulence)
Just bare 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 what's
I could really use answers
everybody wants to be a rapper
About two years ago everybody was a
Obviously, money is what everybody's
slavery ain't change
It's a day disaster
Now are my words from me to you
Everything you do from shades to your shoes
From your chains to Coupe
from the tube
Trust me I would
I was on it too
Okay, now let me get your attention
I'm a turn the so you don't get defensive
I'm a put my aside for a second
Cause I can't be
Cause God let me
I used to a grill
it was the trend
Not I liked 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 else was there to do look like a thug
So in my year at Columbia High
I dropped out of high 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 this day forth
And I could give a damn about the fame and
Honestly I even listen to rap
Cause I turn the radio on, out comes crap
And if you good music that's okay
But on the radio, that don't play
easy to see we created a beast
Cause wants to hear what they don't need
And now all the rappers got to to give you
That bullshit music so can continue
To
The position I'm in
Is quite an predicament I will admit
But you can count on me I'm refusing to give in
Cause I'm a give you music we need it to exist

So I'm a my guitar
Rap about aliens and sing about
Till you understand what we are
So we ain't got to struggle no more so we don't
I swear to God I 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 keep it till the day I fall