Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

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

He said, "I was a crack baby
In a bag in the alley
Raised in a home
With no to love and I never knew my papi"
in the days of Bobby 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 next generation, we ain't to die
The only thing I fear is the life
'Cuz I don't know what's on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one try

Gang things, doin' drive-by's 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 of righteousness
Where the only thing matters is your consciousness, he said

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

In my father's kingdom are many mansions
All the rooms are free, 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 shot, I've been [Incomprehensible] by a
Person that I thought I trusted, I live
a war at the cribs, walk with a strap
Myself I don't want nobody's son on my back
My mind playin' [Incomprehensible], to really
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 me down

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

We are the generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after
'Cuz I don't know what's 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 raise themselves, all kind of temptation
Flowers and candles decoratin' all the
No, the perpetrator seein' no arrangements
Nobody cares the feelings 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 what become it

Metal detectors replace music
Angry little kids beat their teacher's asses
The red and blue's, somebody lose
TV be reality for who
I question what the Lord found in me
I just it on to folks with no boundaries
Got a long road 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 pray the forgives me, gives me one more try