Gullible (feat. Cee-Lo)

Would you believe that?

If you believe that

TV killed the radio

TV killed the radio

Let’s get it

What if they tell you this music was bogus?

The government run it, they controlin the culture

Would you believe that if you read that?

What if they tell you the iPhone was tapped?

And see all of your browse and I know you viewin your apps

And Twitter and Instagram is really like middle man

And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying max

And when they said Obama was in a raid

He actually got a gut, tan and scratch to pair of black

Would you believe that? We reached that, look

How bout they tell you you dyin if you ain’t voting?

So now you vote for one in reline

I got a motion and believe that

You know you doin what you eat

What if they make it less? Talkin you what it do

Talkin you what’s here but never let they mother jump

Part in the flow with consistence control they many souls

I thought it’s it, loaded by television shows

Opinion show with Muslims see what they lovin boy

A little gossip to you keeps watchin it on point

So don’t believe so how they are breaking the law?

A lot of bullets are prodigal to the gullible

I’m turnin on the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)

I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my old song song, song

As it flows into my vein

As it flows into my vein

TV killed the radio

TV killed the radio

TV killed the radio

And then the internet slit the television throat

And the world star model fell up out the orbit

That’s what that brought a rappin artist behind his mortgage

And now the rappers would visit Shawty, Shawty keep goin

And everybody be laughin at him, he doesn’t know it

‘Cause he believed her, thought he couldn’t be G but such a squeaker

News flash, news flash, it’s a cruel world

And no one’s too thorough to lose it on to a girl

Uh, what if they told you your chip was a boogie

You know, like a hoe, the type I’ve been shootin

You gon play it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up

Tell er you’ll holler at er so get in you gonna lose it

TV killed the radio

TV killed the radio

TV killed the radio

And then the internet slit the television throat

When I moved forward I gave birth to several episodes

Our generation is turned, we got too many clones

We just believe they gon repeat what niggas told

And all the bullets are prodigal to the gullible

I’m turnin on the radio just to turn the TV on on, on

I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my old song song, song

As it flows into my vein

As it flows into my vein

I’d like to thank all the beautiful people that came out here tonight

There’s Reese, yea I see you in the bag baby

Oh yea

You hear that? Uh, here to adapt things in the back

Young Dallas

I feel good right now

I just want something bout people but I appreciate

I’m to believe it

You done