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 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 wasn't existent/
You wonder if who you were is who you are this
Cause when you're 10 you're not far an infant/
Or when could be listed down as your longest commitment/
Shit, time has a sense of humor that's harshly sadistic/
It puts you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your senses/
I harbor 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 action/

V2 (32)
You see - hindsight is as motherfucker/
Some people never learn others, cause they love to suffer/
I'm real with y'all, I seldom bunch my tongue up/
Yet, to this day, I never had the balls to say in front my mother/
I've come to realize the world changes with every
Sundown to sun up, the run out asunder/
I've seen the power of drugs, of greed and the of guns/
And the people somehow get numb, as 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 still hit em, and see inside where the bit em/
With heat provided by a lil
I seek to whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I can/
I wished I received a bit a this, but I was doomed to withstand/
The unscrupulous manner In I learned, with ruthless abandon/
Now, due to demand, behold the truth is at hand/
See, them cats you with now, is who you are/
And they'll their parents, so look at them and decide if that's who you wanna be/
Honestly, think their qualities,/
You're exhibiting 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 would just fiend to
Will end up pregnant before she hits community college, broke and to be jobless
Abused by the she gets high with/
See, little girls believe every love is and it's timeless/
Till get fucked by 'Mr. Cool' and guess who ends up crying/
But guys ain't no 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. Popularity with a bad job and a
So, fuck that socialite bullshit that force upon you/
Believe me, this is the exact course gone through.

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

V3 (16)
See, most motherfuckers are sheep, it was then and it still is/
Take away the uniforms, y'all will dress the way to fit in/
Nowadays I see ya, whatever you see on TV/
Media Brainwashed, buying a new trend every 3
And you're deep in cheap 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 so slightly/
Like, Same Jordans the swoosh from Nike/
I see it's worse then ever. no respect and no thirst to endeavour/
Just that want to be first in the center/
no work ethic - to earn their own personal shelter,
Bursting with pent up aggression, these are the things you observe as an
Cause you grow it hurts to stay inside your shell/
I'll rewrite this 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 you're a kid, you'll just wish you were
So For now.

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

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