Luyện nghe bài hát Children

V1 (16)
One day you'll look back at your and wonder, like "what the fuck was I thinking"/
Puffing and drinking at seven - public
Setting up for nothing, just loving life, cussing & beefing/
Without knowing to believe in/
Or even care for that matter, cause you're too young to be for reason/
When days are your function of meeting/
And looking back on the days when the term in the day' wasn't existent/
You wonder if who you is who you are this instant/
when you're 10 you're not far from an infant/
Or when prom could be listed down as your longest
Shit, has a wicked sense of humor that's harshly sadistic/
It puts you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your senses/
I harbor for bandwagons, and tailgators,
Braggart cats who ain't graduate with a penchant for
Little miss know it all bitches, and Bully-Ass with bad manners/
So, if you stand it, let's demand action/

V2 (32)
You see - hindsight is 20/20 as
people never learn from others, cause they love to suffer/
I'm real with y'all, I seldom bunch my tongue up/
Yet, to this day, I never had the balls to say in front my mother/
come to realize the world changes with every summer/
Sundown to sun up, the seasons run out
I've the power of drugs, of greed and the violence of guns/
And the somehow get numb, as evil devours the young,
With a feeble amount of instilled in em,
even teachers don't wanna build with 'em/
But I realized that I can still hit em, and see where the chill bit em/
heat provided by a lil rhythm/
I seek to whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I can/
I wished I received a bit a this, but I was doomed to withstand/
The unscrupulous In which I learned, with ruthless abandon/
Now, due to demand, children behold the truth is at
See, them you hanging with now, is who you are/
And they'll become their parents, so at them and decide if that's who you wanna be/
Honestly, about their qualities,/
probably exhibiting parts of these people's behaviors chronically/
Call me a saint to warn ya - see that bitch that thinks she's the
At 15 with the heaving tits, the type kids would just to get/
end up pregnant before she hits community college, broke and soon to be jobless
Abused by the dude she high with/
See, girls believe every love is true and it's timeless/
Till they get fucked by 'Mr. and guess who ends up crying/
But guys ain't no stranger to the forces of
We're only out for pussy, that's why we with no good reason to break up/
Now, Mr. Popularity, is that.
In 10 years, he'll be Mr. with a bad job and a mustasche/
So, fuck that socialite bullshit that force upon you/
Believe me, this is the course I've gone through.

Fly own way - Do your own thing/
what they say - Follow your own swing/
Use your now - Don't get swept up/
Use time well - get kept up/
Live own life - Get your taste right/
Find your own vibe - what they like
get caught up - Live in your own skin

V3 (16)
See, motherfuckers are sheep, it was true then and it still is/
Take away the uniforms, y'all dress the same way to fit in/
Nowadays I see ya, whatever you see on TV/
Media Brainwashed, buying a new every 3 weeks/
And you're deep in cheap weed, liquor, there's even STD's in pre-teens
It's different now, So, fuck whatever we
Right? Well, ya might be. Things have only changed so slightly/
Like, Same Jordans minus the swoosh Nike/
I see worse then ever. There's no respect and no thirst to endeavour/
Just kids that want to be first in the
With no work ethic - to their own personal shelter,
Bursting pent up aggression, these are the things you observe as an elder/
Cause when you grow it to stay inside your shell/
I'll prolly rewrite song in 20 years, and dedicate it to myself/
I guess the jist of it is, that you're big, you'll just miss how you lived/
And you're a kid, you'll just wish you were big/
So For now.

Why You Fly On By/
If Your Flock You'll Die

You can get up under the wind and away/
The Sky is big for everybody.
You don't to live life the normal way/
Just Your Own Way.