Luyện nghe bài hát Born Dead

1994 BC in the house
They did everything they 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 know we stand for things
Truth, justice and fuck the way
word justice got me fucked up though
Twenty in the street, two go to jail

Thousands of people died in
and it's justice?
You think they a fuck about us?
a fool

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

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

But you hear me though dead
New York, Atlanta, Chicago, Oakland, Miami,
Every day I get out my muthafuckin' bed

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

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

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