Luyện nghe bài hát Generation Lost

Skulls and and death bandanas
A liqueur in every corner in Atlanta
Cops riding round tossing niggas in the
me whats wrong i could really use some answers
Nowadays wants to be a rapper
About 2 years ago was a trapper
Obviously is what everybodys after
Cos slavery aint changed its a modern day
Now these are my words me to you
Everything you do from your shades to your
From your chains to your coupe from the two
Trust me i would know i was on the two
Ok, now let me just get attention
Imma turn the so you dont get defensive
Imma put my aside for a second
Cos i cant be fake, cos God let me
I to wear a grill because it was the trend
Not i liked it, i just wanted to fit in
Then i got tatted 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 year at Columbia 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 me Bobby Ray from this day forth and
I could give a damn about the and fortune
Honestly i dont listen to rap
Cos when i turn the on, out comes crap
And if you good music thats ok, but
On the radio that they play
Its to see we created a beast
Cos everybody to hear what they dont need
And now all the rappers got a stoller to you
That bullshit music so they can to live
The position im in is quite an interesting predicament i will admit
But you can count on me cos im refusing to in
Cos give you music cos we need it to exist, bitch
So imma my guitar, rap about aliens and sing about stars
Til you understand what we are
So we aint got to struggle no so we dont starve
I swear to God i love you every bar
We all got problems that need to be
So while i got the mic imma my thoughts
And imma it real til the day i fall