Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, die now, be strong now

He said, "I was a crack baby
In a plastic bag in the
Raised in a foster
With no mother to and I never knew my papi"
Back in the of Bobby McFerrin
to sing, "Don't worry, be happy"
Lord how can I be
When I don't even know my own family Lord?

We are the generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the life
'Cuz I don't what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord me, gives me one more try

Gang poppin' things, doin' and angers
Kids to school puttin' fears in their teacher
The teacher let them know that it all good
the gang was created to protect the neighborhood, now
All you red now, all you now
All you now, follow me now
To that place of
Where the only thing matters is your consciousness, he said

We are the generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after
'Cuz I don't what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord me, gives me one more try

In my father's kingdom are many mansions
All the are free, there is no tax collection
I can see Biggie, Tupac, and Abraham
Jason, the one and two's, with the sun of man

I've kicked, I've been stabbed
I've shot, I've been [Incomprehensible] by a
that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, with a strap
Myself 'cos I don't nobody's son on my back
My mind tricks [Incomprehensible], to really
Me out in unless I take another hit
I done seen the on the other side of town
Now I'm in the darkness, Heaven hold me down

[Incomprehensible] but I know I'm dyin'
the tears of the angels lookin' down on me cryin'
For a ass but yo forgive us in a while
And I'm sorry, let me forget that I'm your child
While I'm locked up in this starin' eye to eye with Satan
In this cold world with no patience
We get plotted on by with talks of replacin'
The Africans, Jamaicans and the Haitians in this next

We are the generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after
I don't know what's there on the other side
But I the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

Whoa, we the next generation, look at we facin'
The raise themselves, all kind of temptation
Flowers and candles all the pavements
No, the ain't seein' no arrangements
Nobody about the feelings of the poor
Many suffer while we eighty billion on a war, uh
Cuttin' school budgets, U.S. plummets
Condition's only worse and I wonder become it

Metal detectors replace classes
Angry little wanna beat their teacher's asses
The red and blue's, gotta lose
TV be reality for who
I don't what the Lord found in me
I pass it on to folks with no boundaries
Got a long road ahead of us, AIDS gettin' us
Now we got stars, how many there be left of us?

We are the next generation, we ain't to die
The only thing I fear is the life
'Cuz I know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord me, gives me one more try