Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

Hold on now, die now, be strong now

He said, "I was born a crack
In a bag in the alley
Raised in a home
no mother to love and I never knew my papi"
Back in the days of McFerrin
to sing, "Don't worry, be happy"
Lord how can I be
I don't even know my own family tree Lord?

We are the generation, we ain't scared to die
The only thing I 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

poppin' things, doin' drive-by's and angers
Kids to school puttin' fears in their teacher
The teacher let 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 place of righteousness
Where the only thing that is your consciousness, he said

We are the next generation, we scared 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

In my father's 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, with the sun of man

I've kicked, I've been stabbed
I've been shot, I've [Incomprehensible] by a
Person that I thought I trusted, where I
It's a war at the cribs, walk a strap
Myself 'cos I don't want son on my back
My mind playin' tricks [Incomprehensible], to
Me out in five unless I take hit
I done seen the on the other side of town
Now I'm driftin' in the darkness, Heaven me down

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

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 on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, me one more try

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

Metal detectors replace classes
Angry little kids wanna beat their teacher's
The red and blue's, somebody lose
TV be reality for who
I don't question the Lord found in me
I pass 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 generation, we ain't scared 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