Lyrics:

, I was born a crack babyIn a plastic bag in the alleyRaised in a foster homeWith no mother to love and I never knew my papi
Back in the days of Bobby McFerrinUsed to sing don't worry, be happyLord how can I be happyWhen I don't even know my own fa
mily tree Lord[Wyclef]We are the next generation, we ain't scared to dieThe only thing I fear is the after lifeCos I don't
know what's there on the other sideBut I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try[Wyclef]Gang poppin' things, doin
g drive-by's and angersKids going to school putting fears in their teacherThe teacher let them know that it ain't all goodCo
s the gang was created to protect the neighborhood, nowAll you red now, all you blue nowAll you yellow now, follow me nowTo
that place of righteousnessWhere the only thing that matters is your consciousness, he said[Wyclef]We are the next generati
on, we ain't scared to dieThe only thing I fear is the after lifeCos I don't know what's there on the other sideBut I pray t
he Lord forgives me, gives me one more try[Wyclef]In my father's kingdom there are many mansionsAll the rooms are free, the
re is no tax collectionI can see Biggie, Tupac, Moses and AbrahamJason, the one and two's, jamming with the sun of man[Scar
face]I've been kicked, I've been stabbedI've been shot, I've been ? by aPerson that I thought I trusted, where I liveIt's a
war at the cribs, walk with a strapMyself cos I don't want nob