Gullible Lyrics - Cee Lo Green

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 

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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 

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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