Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, die now, be strong now

He said, "I was born a baby
In a bag in the alley
Raised in a home
no mother to love 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 tree

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

Gang poppin' things, doin' drive-by's and
Kids to school puttin' fears in their teacher
The let them know that it ain't all good
the gang was created to protect the neighborhood, now
All you red now, all you now
All you yellow now, me now
To that place of
Where the only thing that matters is your consciousness, he

We are the next generation, we scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after
I don't know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one 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, jammin' the sun of man

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

[Incomprehensible] but I know I'm born
Feel the tears of the angels lookin' down on me
For a lyin' ass but yo us in a while
And I'm sorry, never let me forget that I'm your
While I'm locked up in this basement eye to eye with Satan
In this dark world with no patience
We get plotted on by with talks of replacin'
The Africans, and the Haitians in this next generation

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

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

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

We are the next generation, we ain't 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 forgives me, me one more try