Luyện nghe bài hát Next Generation

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

He said, "I was born a baby
In a plastic bag in the
in a foster home
With no mother to love and I knew 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 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

Gang things, doin' drive-by's and angers
Kids goin' to puttin' fears in their teacher
The teacher let them know that it 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 that matters is your consciousness, he

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

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

I've been kicked, I've stabbed
I've been shot, I've [Incomprehensible] by a
Person I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk a strap
Myself 'cos I want nobody's son on my back
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 hold me

[Incomprehensible] but I know I'm born
Feel the tears of the angels lookin' on me cryin'
For a lyin' ass but yo forgive us in a
And I'm sorry, never let me forget I'm your child
I'm locked up in this basement starin' eye to eye with 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 life
'Cuz I don't know there on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, me one more try

Whoa, we the next generation, look at we facin'
The kids raise themselves, all of temptation
and candles decoratin' all the pavements
No, the perpetrator ain't 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
Condition's only worse and I wonder become it

detectors replace music classes
Angry little kids 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 ahead of us, already 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 after
'Cuz I don't know there on the other side
But I the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try