Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, what if they told you this 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 you be in your apps
And Twitter and is really like middle men
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying
What if they said was in a raid
He got a good ass tan and a swag to appear black
you believe that? Niggas impeach that, look
How bout they tell you you dyin' if you ain't
So now you go put one in and relying off emotion and believe that
You know you do wit' your ass
What if they make a list? Tellin' you what is
you was it, but never let they mother jump
Pardon the flow but controlling many souls
I know there's that's molded by television shows
Opinion sold but stay null and void
A little gossip make little people feel more
So don't them, how they need it for the allure
A lot of bullets are to the gullible

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

TV killed the
TV the radio
TV the radio
And then the internet the television throat
And the world star fell up out the orbit
And for broad a rapper is now behind his mortgage
And 'notha the rappers would visit shawty, be goin'
And be laughin' at him, he doesn't know 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 your was a grouupie
You know, like a ho, the that be choosin'
You play it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
Tell her holler at us and get in and go and lose it

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV killed it,
And then the internet the television throat

But not before I gave birth to several
Our is cursed, we got too many clones
We just believe gon' repeat what we was told
And that bullets are prodigal to the gullible

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

I'd like to thank all the people that came out here tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh shout to the slutty to
You hear that? Uh, hear the Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel right now
I just want to to my people without preaching
Unbelievable, get down!