Luyện nghe bài hát Generation Lost

Skulls and and death bandanas
A store in every corner in Atlanta
Cops riding round tossing niggas in the
Tell me whats wrong i really use some answers
Nowadays everybody wants to be a
About 2 ago everybody was a trapper
money is what everybodys after
Cos slavery changed its a modern day disaster
Now these are my words me to you
Everything you do from shades to your shoes
From your chains to coupe came from the two
me i would know i was raised on the two
Ok, now let me get your attention
turn the tables so you dont get defensive
Imma put my bullshit for a second
Cos i be fake, cos God wont let me
I used to wear a grill because it was the
Not because i liked it, i just to fit in
Then i got Eastside on my skin
And i tried to get dreads but my was too big
But i was lost, i know who i was
What else was there to do besides look like a
So in my senior year at High
I dropped out of High when i got signed
B.o.B was the name, i aint Bobby Ray cos i was ashamed
But you can call me Bobby Ray from this day and
I could give a about the fame and fortune
i dont even listen to rap
Cos when i turn the radio on, out crap
And if you make good thats ok, but
On the that they dont play
Its easy to see we a beast
Cos everybody wants to hear they dont need
And now all the rappers got a stoller to you
bullshit music so they can continue to live
The position that im in is quite an interesting predicament i will
But you can count on me cos im to give in
Cos imma give you music cos we it to exist, bitch
So imma play my guitar, rap aliens and sing about stars
Til you understand what we are
So we aint got to struggle no more so we dont
I swear to God i love you with bar
We all got problems need to be solved
So i got the mic imma speak my thoughts
And imma keep it til the day i fall