Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, die now, be strong now

He said, "I was born a baby
In a bag in the alley
Raised in a foster
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 Lord?

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

Gang poppin' things, drive-by's and angers
goin' 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 now, follow me now
To that of righteousness
Where the only thing that matters is consciousness, he said

We are the next generation, we scared to die
The thing I fear is the after life
'Cuz I know 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 many
All the are free, there is no tax collection
I can see Biggie, Tupac, Moses and
Jason, the one and two's, with the sun of man

I've been kicked, I've been
been shot, I've been [Incomprehensible] by a
Person that I I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk with a
Myself I don't want nobody's son on my back
My mind tricks [Incomprehensible], to really
Me out in unless I take another hit
I done seen the sunset on the side of town
Now I'm driftin' in the darkness, hold me down

[Incomprehensible] but I know I'm born
Feel the tears of the angels lookin' down on me
For a lyin' ass but yo us in a while
And I'm sorry, never let me 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 agents 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 on the other side
But I pray the forgives me, gives me one more try

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

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

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