Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, die now, be strong now

He said, "I was born a baby
In a plastic bag in the
Raised in a home
With no mother to love and I never 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 next generation, we scared to die
The only thing I fear is the after
'Cuz I don't know what's there on the side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, me one more try

Gang poppin' things, drive-by's and angers
Kids goin' to school puttin' in their teacher
The teacher let them know that it 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 that of righteousness
Where the only thing matters is your consciousness, he said

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

In my kingdom there are many mansions
All the rooms are free, is no tax collection
I can see Biggie, Tupac, and Abraham
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 'cos I don't want son on my back
My playin' tricks [Incomprehensible], to really
Me out in five I take another hit
I done seen the sunset on the other side of
Now I'm in the darkness, Heaven hold me down

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

We are the next generation, we 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 forgives me, gives me one more try

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

Metal replace music classes
Angry little kids wanna beat their asses
The red and blue's, gotta lose
TV be reality for who
I don't question what the 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 scared to die
The only I fear is the after life
'Cuz I know what's there on the other side
But I pray the Lord me, gives me one more try