B.O.B. - Lost generation lyrics

Skulls and crossbones and d**h bandanas A liqueur store in every corner in Atlanta Cops riding round tossing n***as in the slammer Tell me what's wrong I could really use some answers Nowadays everybody wants to be a rapper About two years ago everybody was a trapper Obviously money is what everybody's after Cos slavery ain't changed 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 two Trust me I would know I was raised on the two Ok, now let me just get your attention Imma turn the tables so you don't get defensive Imma put my bullsh** aside for a second Cos I cant be fake, cos 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 And I tried to get dreads but my hair was too big But I was lost, I ain't know who I was What else was there to do besides look like a thug So in my senior year at Columbia High I dropped out of High School when I got signed B.o.B was the name, I ain't like Bobby Ray 'cause I was ashamed But you can call me Bobby Ray from this day forth and I could give a damn about the fame and fortune Honestly I don't even listen to rap 'Cause when I turn the radio on, out comes crap And if you make good music that's okay, but On the radio that they don't play Its easy to see we created a beast 'Cause everybody wants to hear what they don't need And now all the rappers got a stoller to give you That bullsh** music so they can continue to live The position that I'm in is quite an interesting predicament I will admit But you can count on me cos I'm refusing to give in 'Cause Imma give you music cos we need it to exist, b**h So imma play my guitar, rap about aliens and sing about stars Til you understand that's what we are So we ain't got to struggle no more so we don't starve I swear to God I love you with every bar We all got problems that need to be solved So while I got the mic Imma speak my thoughts And Imma keep it real til the day I fall