Luyện nghe bài hát Born Dead

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

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

Thousands of people in wars
Overseas and it's
You think they give a about us?
a fool

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

Born Asian, Jewish
Born Latino, poor
dead, dead, born dead

But you don't hear me 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 muthafuckin' pants,
Muthafucka's out is trippin'

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

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