generation lost

b.o.b

okay. i need to spit something real for a second y'all. just bare with me. listen. skull and crossbones and death bandannas

a liquor store on every corner in atlanta

cops ridin' around tossin' niggas in the slammer

tell me what's wrong

i could really use some answers

now-a-days everybody wants to be a rapper

about two years ago everybody was a trapper

obviously

money is what everybody's after

cause slavery ain't change

it's a modern day disaster

now these are my words from me to you

everything you do from your shades to your shoes

from your chains to your coupe

came from the tube

trust me i would know

i was raised on it too

okay

now just let me get your attention

i'm a turn the tables so you don't get defensive

i'm a put my bullshit aside for a second

cause i can't be fake

cause god won't let me

i used to wear a grill

because it was the trend

not because i liked it

i just wanted to fit in

then i got eastside" tatted on my skin

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