Luyện nghe bài hát Born Dead

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

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

Thousands of died in wars
Overseas and justice?
You think they give a fuck us?
You're a

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

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

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

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

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

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