Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, if they told you this music was bogus?
The government run it, they the culture
you believe that? If you read that?
Yeah, what if they told you the was tapped?
They see all of your and know you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really 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 Niggas impeach that, look
How bout tell you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and relying off emotion and believe that
You know you do wit' weak ass
What if they make a Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but never let they jump
Pardon the flow but controlling many souls
I know there's that's molded by television shows
Opinion sold but most's stay null and
A little gossip make little people more important
So believe them, how they need it for the allure
A lot of are prodigal to the gullible

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

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

TV killed the
TV the radio
TV fuck it,
And then the internet slit the television

But not before I gave birth to episodes
Our generation is cursed, we got too many
We just believe they gon' repeat we was told
And know that bullets are prodigal to the

I turn down the radio just to 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 into my vein

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