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
in a foster home
With no mother to and I never knew my papi"
Back in the days of McFerrin
to sing, "Don't worry, be happy"
Lord how can I be
When I don't even know my own tree Lord?

We are the generation, we ain't scared to die
The only I fear is the after life
'Cuz I don't know what's there on the other
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one 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
'Cuz the gang was created to the neighborhood, now
All you red now, all you now
All you yellow now, me now
To place of righteousness
Where the only thing that 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 know 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 rooms are free, there is no tax
I can see Biggie, Tupac, Moses and
Jason, the one and two's, with 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' tricks [Incomprehensible], to
Me out in five unless I take hit
I seen the sunset on the other side of town
Now I'm driftin' in the darkness, Heaven hold me

but I know I'm born dyin'
Feel the tears of the angels lookin' on me cryin'
For a ass but yo forgive us in a while
And I'm sorry, never let me forget that I'm your
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 of replacin'
The Africans, Jamaicans and the Haitians in next generation

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

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

detectors replace music classes
Angry little kids wanna beat their teacher's
The red and blue's, somebody gotta
TV be reality for who
I question what the Lord found in me
I just pass it on to folks with no
Got a long road of us, AIDS already gettin' us
Now we got stars, how many will there be of us?

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