Luyện nghe bài hát Born Dead

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

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

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

Born yellow, brown
Born red, born
Born dead, dead, born

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

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,
out here is trippin'

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

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