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 - delinquent/
Setting yourself up for nothing, just loving life, cussing &
knowing what to believe in/
Or even care for that matter, cause you're too to be hunting for reason/
school days are your function of meeting/
And looking back on the when the term 'back in the day' wasn't existent/
You if who you were is who you are this instant/
Cause when 10 you're not far from an infant/
Or when prom could be down as your longest commitment/
Shit, time has a wicked sense of that's harshly sadistic/
It puts what you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your
I resentment for bandwagons, and tailgators,
Braggart who ain't graduate with a penchant for brand-fashion
miss know it all bitches, and Bully-Ass bastards with bad manners/
So, if you stand 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 seldom my tongue up/
Yet, to this day, I never had the balls to say 'fuck' in front my
I've come to the world changes with every summer/
Sundown to sun up, the run out asunder/
seen 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,
Meanwhile even teachers don't wanna build with
But I realized I can still hit em, and see inside where the chill bit em/
With heat provided by a lil
I seek to guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do I can/
Cause I 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 is at hand/
See, cats you hanging with now, is who you are/
And they'll become parents, so look 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 fiend to
Will end up 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. Cool' and guess who ends up
But guys ain't no stranger to the forces of
We're out for pussy, that's why we split with no good reason to break up/
Now, Mr. Popularity, is that.
In 10 years, be Mr. Popularity with a bad job and a mustasche/
So, fuck socialite bullshit that they force upon you/
Believe me, is the exact course I've gone through.

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

V3 (16)
See, most motherfuckers are sheep, it was true then and it is/
Take away the uniforms, y'all dress the same way to fit in/
Nowadays I see ya, doing you see on TV/
Media Brainwashed, buying a new trend 3 weeks/
And you're knee deep in weed, liquor, there's even STD's in pre-teens
different now, So, fuck whatever we think/
Right? Well, ya might be. Things have only changed so slightly/
Like, Jordans minus the swoosh from Nike/
I see it's worse then ever. There's no respect and no to endeavour/
kids that want to be first in the center/
With no work ethic - to earn own personal shelter,
Bursting with 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 when you're big, you'll just miss how you
And when a kid, you'll just wish you were big/
So For now.

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

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