Luyện nghe bài hát Children

V1 (16)
One day you'll look back at your and wonder, like "what the fuck was I thinking"/
and drinking at seven - public delinquent/
Setting yourself up for nothing, loving life, cussing & beefing/
knowing what to believe in/
Or even care for that matter, cause you're too to be hunting for reason/
When school days are function of meeting/
And looking back on the days when the 'back in the day' wasn't existent/
You if who you were is who you are this instant/
when you're 10 you're not far from an infant/
Or when prom could be down as your longest commitment/
Shit, time has a wicked of humor that's harshly sadistic/
It puts what you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your
I harbor for bandwagons, and tailgators,
cats who ain't graduate with a penchant for brand-fashion
Little miss know it all bitches, and Bully-Ass with bad manners/
So, if you can't it, let's demand action/

V2 (32)
You see - hindsight is as motherfucker/
Some people never learn from others, cause they to suffer/
I'm being real with y'all, I bunch my tongue up/
Yet, to this day, I had the balls to say 'fuck' in front my mother/
I've come to realize the world changes with summer/
Sundown to sun up, the run out asunder/
I've seen the power of drugs, of and the violence of guns/
And the people somehow get numb, as devours the young,
With a feeble of love instilled in em,
Meanwhile even teachers don't wanna with 'em/
But I realized that I can still hit em, and see inside the chill bit em/
heat provided by a lil rhythm/
I to guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I can/
Cause I wished I received a bit a this, but I was to withstand/
The unscrupulous manner In I learned, with ruthless abandon/
Now, due to demand, children the truth is at hand/
See, them cats you hanging now, is who you are/
And they'll become their parents, so look at them and if that's who you wanna be/
Honestly, about their qualities,/
You're probably exhibiting parts of these people's chronically/
Call me a saint to warn ya - see that bitch that she's the shit
At 15 the heaving tits, the type kids would just fiend to get/
Will end up pregnant before she hits college, broke and soon to be jobless
by the dude she gets high with/
See, little girls believe every love is and it's timeless/
Till they get fucked by 'Mr. and guess who ends up crying/
But guys no stranger to the forces of nature/
We're only out for pussy, that's why we split with no 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 bullshit that they force upon you/
Believe me, this is the exact course gone through.

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

V3 (16)
See, most 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, a new trend every 3 weeks/
And you're knee deep in cheap weed, liquor, there's even STD's in
It's different now, So, fuck whatever we
Right? Well, ya be. Things have only changed ever so slightly/
Like, Same Jordans minus the from Nike/
I see it's then ever. There's no respect and no thirst to endeavour/
Just kids want to be first in the center/
With no work ethic - to their own personal shelter,
Bursting with pent up aggression, these are the things you observe as an
Cause when you it hurts to stay inside your shell/
I'll prolly this song in 20 years, and dedicate it to myself/
I guess the of it is, that when you're big, you'll just miss how you lived/
And when you're a kid, 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 glide
The Sky is big for everybody.
You don't to live life the normal way/
Just Glide Own Way.