Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

Let's get it, what if they told you this music was
The government run it, controllin' the culture
you believe that? If you read that?
Yeah, what if they you the iPhone was tapped?
They see all of your browsin' and know you be in apps
And Twitter and Instagram is like middle men
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying
What if said Obama was in a raid
He got a good ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you believe that? impeach that, look
How bout they tell you you dyin' if you voting?
So now you go put one in and relying off emotion and believe that
You know you do your weak ass
if they make a list? Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but never let they mother
Pardon the but consistence controlling many souls
I there's niggas that's molded by television shows
Opinion sold but most's null and void
A little gossip make little people feel important
So don't believe them, how they 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 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 into my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV the radio
And then the internet 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 visit shawty, shawty be
And everybody be laughin' at him, he doesn't it
'Cause he her, thought he couldn't be G'd by such a sweet girl
(News flash, news flash, a cruel world)
(And no one's too thorough to it on to a girl uh)
What if they you your chick was a grouupie
You know, a ho, the type that be choosin'
You play it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
her you'll holler at us and get in and go and lose it

TV the radio
TV the radio
TV fuck it,
And the internet slit the television throat

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

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

I'd like to thank all the beautiful that came out here tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh shout to the boys to
You hear that? Uh, the Adapt Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I good right now
I just want to talk to my people preaching
Unbelievable, get down!