Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

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

He said, "I was born a baby
In a bag in the alley
Raised in a foster
no mother to love and I never knew my papi"
Back in the days of Bobby
to sing, "Don't worry, be happy"
Lord how can I be
When I don't 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 on the other side
But I the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

Gang things, doin' drive-by's and angers
Kids goin' to puttin' fears in their teacher
The teacher let know that it ain't all good
'Cuz the 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 fear is the life
I don't know what's there on the other side
But I pray the 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, Moses and
Jason, the one and two's, jammin' the sun of man

I've kicked, I've been stabbed
I've been shot, been [Incomprehensible] by a
that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk a strap
Myself 'cos I don't want nobody's son on my
My mind playin' tricks [Incomprehensible], to
Me out in unless I take another hit
I seen the sunset 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 of the angels lookin' down 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 up in this basement starin' eye to eye with Satan
In this cold dark world 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 I fear is the after life
'Cuz I don't know what's there on the other
But I the Lord forgives 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 all the pavements
No, the perpetrator ain't no arrangements
cares about the feelings of the poor
Many while we spendin' eighty billion on a war, uh
Cuttin' school budgets, U.S. stockmarket
Condition's only worse and I wonder become it

Metal detectors replace music
little kids wanna beat their teacher's asses
The red and blue's, gotta lose
Reality TV be for who
I don't what the Lord found in me
I just pass it on to with no boundaries
Got a long road of us, AIDS already gettin' us
Now we got stars, how many will be left of us?

We are the next generation, we ain't 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 Lord forgives me, gives me one try