Luyện nghe bài hát Children

V1 (16)
One day you'll look at your life and wonder, like "what the fuck was I thinking"/
Puffing and drinking at seven - public
Setting up for nothing, just loving life, cussing & beefing/
knowing what to believe in/
Or even for that matter, cause you're too young to be hunting for reason/
When school 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 this
Cause when you're 10 you're not far from an
Or when prom could be listed down as 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 cats who ain't graduate with a penchant for
Little miss know it all bitches, and Bully-Ass bastards 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 love to
I'm being real with y'all, I seldom my tongue up/
Yet, to day, I never had the balls 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 the power of drugs, of greed and the violence of guns/
And the people somehow get numb, as devours the young,
With a feeble amount of 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 guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I
Cause I wished I received a bit a this, but I was doomed to
The unscrupulous manner In which I learned, with abandon/
Now, due to demand, children behold the is at hand/
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,/
You're probably exhibiting of these people's behaviors chronically/
me a saint to warn ya - see that bitch that thinks she's the shit
At 15 with the tits, the type kids would just fiend to get/
Will end up before she hits community college, broke and soon to be jobless
Abused by the dude she gets high
See, little girls believe every love is and it's timeless/
Till they get fucked by 'Mr. Cool' and guess who ends up
But guys ain't no to the forces of nature/
We're only out for pussy, that's why we split with no good reason to up/
Now, Mr. Popularity, is that.
In 10 years, he'll be Mr. Popularity a bad job and a mustasche/
So, fuck that socialite bullshit that they upon you/
Believe me, this is the course I've gone through.

Fly your own way - Do own thing/
what they say - Follow your own swing/
Use mind now - Don't get swept up/
Use well - Don't get kept up/
Live your own - Get your taste right/
Find your own vibe - Fuck 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, will dress the same way to fit in/
I see ya, doing whatever you see on TV/
Media Brainwashed, buying a new trend every 3
And you're knee deep in weed, liquor, there's even STD's in pre-teens
It's different now, So, fuck we think/
Right? Well, ya might be. Things have only changed ever so
Like, Same Jordans minus the from Nike/
I see it's worse then ever. There's no 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 up aggression, these are the things you observe as an elder/
Cause when you grow it hurts to stay inside shell/
I'll prolly rewrite this in 20 years, and dedicate it to myself/
I the jist 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 Flock Dives You'll Die

You can get up under the and glide away/
The Sky is big for everybody.
You have to live life the normal way/
Just Glide Own Way.