Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, die now, be strong now

He said, "I was born a crack
In a plastic bag in the
Raised in a foster
With no mother to love and I knew my papi"
in the days of Bobby McFerrin
to sing, "Don't worry, be happy"
Lord how can I be
When I even know my own family tree Lord?

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

Gang poppin' things, doin' and angers
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
the only thing that matters is your consciousness, he said

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 forgives me, gives me one more try

In my father's kingdom there are 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

been kicked, I've been stabbed
I've been shot, I've been by a
Person that I I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, with a strap
Myself I don't want nobody's son on my back
My mind playin' [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'
Feel the tears of the angels lookin' down on me
For a ass but yo forgive us in a while
And I'm sorry, never let me that I'm your child
While I'm locked up in basement starin' eye to eye with Satan
In this cold dark world with no
We get plotted on by agents with talks of
The Africans, Jamaicans and the Haitians in this generation

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

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

Metal detectors replace classes
Angry little kids wanna beat their teacher's
The red and blue's, somebody gotta
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 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 scared to die
The only thing I is the after life
'Cuz I don't know there on the other side
But I the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try