Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, don't die now, be now

He said, "I was born a crack
In a bag in the alley
Raised in a home
With no to love and I never knew my papi"
Back in the days of McFerrin
to sing, "Don't worry, be happy"
Lord how can I be
I don't even know my own family tree Lord?

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

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

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

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

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

but I know I'm born dyin'
Feel the tears of the angels down on me cryin'
For a lyin' ass but yo forgive us in a
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 cold dark world with no
We get on by agents with talks of replacin'
The Africans, Jamaicans and the Haitians in next generation

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

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

Metal detectors music classes
Angry little kids wanna beat their asses
The red and blue's, somebody lose
Reality TV be for who
I question what the Lord found in me
I just pass it on to with no boundaries
Got a road ahead of us, AIDS already 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 after
'Cuz I don't know what's there on the other
But I pray the Lord me, gives me one more try