Luyện nghe bài hát Born Dead

1994 BC in the house
did everything they could do to take us out
But like any good monster just made us stronger
You see, they don't like us and they like you

The BC fan, 'cause they we stand for three things
Truth, and fuck the American way
That justice got me fucked up though
cops in the street, two go to jail

Thousands of people died in
Overseas and justice?
You think give a fuck about us?
a fool

Born yellow, born
Born red, black
dead, dead, born dead

Born Asian, born
Born Latino, born
Born dead, dead, born

But you don't me though dead
New York, Atlanta, Chicago, Oakland, Miami,
Every day I gotta get out my bed

Put on my gun
in my muthafuckin' gun
Down in my pants, 'cause
out here is trippin'

How the you gonna get up every morning
Tryin' to worry if you gonna make it
To the evening, do you understand ?
Sometimes we for granted
The little things like food, freedom

Born in Somalia, born in South
Born in South Africa, born in Central
dead, dead, born dead