Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

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

He said, "I was a crack baby
In a plastic bag in the
Raised in a foster
With no mother to love and I never my papi"
Back in the days of Bobby
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 I fear is the after life
'Cuz I don't know what's there on the other
But I pray the forgives me, gives me one more try

Gang poppin' things, doin' drive-by's and
Kids goin' to school puttin' in their teacher
The teacher let them know that it ain't all
'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 thing that matters 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 what's there on the side
But I the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try

In my father's kingdom there are many
All the rooms are free, is no tax collection
I can see Biggie, Tupac, and Abraham
Jason, the one and two's, with the sun of man

I've been kicked, I've stabbed
been shot, I've been [Incomprehensible] by a
Person that I thought I trusted, I live
It's a war at the cribs, with a strap
Myself 'cos I want nobody's son on my back
My mind playin' tricks [Incomprehensible], to
Me out in five unless I take hit
I done the sunset on the other 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 lookin' down on me cryin'
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 starin' eye to eye with Satan
In this cold world with no patience
We get on by agents 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 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

Whoa, we the next generation, at what we facin'
The kids themselves, all kind of temptation
Flowers and candles decoratin' all the
No, the perpetrator ain't seein' no
Nobody cares about the feelings of the
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 classes
Angry little wanna beat their teacher's asses
The red and blue's, somebody lose
TV be reality for who
I don't question what the Lord in me
I just pass it on to folks no boundaries
Got a long road ahead of us, AIDS already us
Now we got stars, how will there be left of us?

We are the next generation, we 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