Luyện nghe bài hát Children

V1 (16)
One day you'll look back at your life and wonder, like "what the was I thinking"/
Puffing and drinking at - public delinquent/
Setting yourself up for nothing, just loving life, & beefing/
knowing what to believe in/
Or care for that matter, cause you're too young to be hunting for reason/
When days are your function of meeting/
And looking back on the days when the term 'back in the day' wasn't
You wonder if who you were is who you are instant/
Cause when you're 10 you're not far an infant/
Or when prom be listed down as your longest commitment/
Shit, time has a sense of humor that's harshly sadistic/
It what you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your senses/
I resentment for bandwagons, and tailgators,
cats who ain't graduate with a penchant 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 as motherfucker/
Some people never learn from others, cause they to suffer/
I'm being real with y'all, I seldom bunch my up/
Yet, to day, I never had the balls to say 'fuck' in front my mother/
come to realize the world changes with every summer/
Sundown to sun up, the seasons run out
I've seen the power of drugs, of greed and the of guns/
And the people somehow get numb, as evil the young,
With a feeble amount of instilled in em,
Meanwhile even teachers don't wanna build with
But I realized that I can still hit em, and see inside the chill bit em/
With heat provided by a lil
I seek to guide grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I can/
Cause I wished I received a bit a this, but I was doomed to
The unscrupulous manner In I learned, with ruthless abandon/
Now, due to demand, children behold the truth is at
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 exhibiting parts of these people's behaviors chronically/
Call me a saint to warn ya - see that bitch that thinks the shit
At 15 with the heaving tits, the kids would just fiend to get/
Will end up pregnant before she hits community college, broke and to be jobless
Abused by the dude she gets 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 of nature/
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, be Mr. Popularity with a bad job and a mustasche/
So, fuck that socialite bullshit they force upon you/
Believe me, is the exact course I've gone through.

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

V3 (16)
See, most are sheep, it was true then and it still is/
Take away the uniforms, will dress the same way to fit in/
I see ya, doing 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, whatever we think/
Right? Well, ya might be. Things have only ever so slightly/
Like, Same Jordans the swoosh from Nike/
I see it's worse then ever. no respect and no thirst to endeavour/
kids that want to be first in the center/
With no ethic - to earn their own personal shelter,
Bursting with pent up aggression, are the things you observe as an elder/
Cause when you grow it hurts to stay inside your
I'll prolly this song in 20 years, and dedicate it to myself/
I guess the jist of it is, 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 and glide away/
The Sky is big for everybody.
You don't to live life the normal way/
Just Your Own Way.