Luyện nghe bài hát Children

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

V2 (32)
You see - hindsight is 20/20 as
Some people never learn from others, they love to suffer/
I'm real with y'all, I seldom bunch my tongue up/
Yet, to this day, I never had the to say 'fuck' in front my mother/
I've come to realize the changes with every summer/
to sun up, the seasons run out asunder/
I've seen the power of drugs, of greed and the violence of
And the people get numb, as evil devours the young,
a feeble amount of love instilled in em,
Meanwhile even don't wanna build with 'em/
But I realized that I can hit em, and see inside 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/
Cause I wished I received a bit a this, but I was to withstand/
The unscrupulous manner In which I learned, with ruthless
Now, due to demand, children behold the is at hand/
See, cats 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, think about qualities,/
You're probably parts of these people's behaviors chronically/
Call me a saint to warn ya - see that that thinks she's the shit
At 15 with the heaving tits, the type kids just fiend to get/
end up pregnant before she hits community college, broke and soon to be jobless
Abused by the dude she high with/
See, little believe every love is true and it's timeless/
Till they get fucked by 'Mr. Cool' and guess who up crying/
But guys ain't no stranger to the forces of
We're only out for pussy, that's why we split with no good to break up/
Now, Mr. Popularity, is that.
In 10 years, be Mr. Popularity with a bad job and a mustasche/
So, fuck that socialite that they force upon you/
Believe me, is the exact course I've gone through.

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

V3 (16)
See, most motherfuckers are sheep, it was true then and it is/
away the uniforms, y'all will dress the same way to fit in/
Nowadays I see ya, doing you see on TV/
Media Brainwashed, buying a new trend every 3
And you're knee deep in cheap weed, liquor, even STD's in pre-teens
It's now, So, fuck whatever we think/
Right? Well, ya be. Things have only changed ever so slightly/
Like, Same Jordans the swoosh from Nike/
I see it's worse then ever. There's no and no thirst to endeavour/
Just kids want to be first in the center/
no work ethic - to earn their own personal shelter,
Bursting pent up aggression, these are the things you observe as an elder/
when you grow 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 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/
Glide Your Own Way.