Luyện nghe bài hát Born Loser

And we go (we go we go we go)
Some old loser type of shit (shit)
On the tip (tip, tip)
Dr. Seuss (Seuss Suess)

The Born Loser, not I choose to be
But all the bad shit happens to me
I got kids, but their mothers don't want to know me
use to like me, but now they call me homie
Use to a family now I'm out on my own
Had to scrap with the Pitt, cause I tried to take his
Bitches don't like me, they don't me or hug me
call me Kill-pretty, because I'm mad ugly
I use to get pussy, but I busted off
Now I none, so I gotta beat my dick
Time are in the ghetto, I steal for a living
Eatin turkey flavored Now or for thanksgiving
If that ain't enough, is rough, I swear
I don't have an so I can't get welfare
They kicked me out the
Because they said I smelled a little the living dead
And look like skelter
My are so funky, they bad for my health
Sometimes at night my go to the bathroom by their self
Even when I was little nothin my way
I got beat up, and home from school every day
And despite the I won all the spelling bees
On my report card, I get F's, I got C's
But for those who to snooze
Since I was born with no hope, I ain't got to lose...

Young man went out and a name for himself
Young man went out and made a name for
Young man went out and a name for himself

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The Born Loser, a I was branded with
to Liberty Island, and got stranded with
The of Liberty, but they really didn't hafta
Leave my black ass there the day after
No time for laughter, shit's for real
Ribs are showin through my back, cause I had a meal
In about a week, you can see in my hands
The racoons, beat me to the garbage
I'm Starvin Marvin, and it shouldn't be like
The thing that I'm carvin, is an alley cat
But in the daytime
I daydream of a
When all I'm really eatin is an oxygen
For that don't know,
2 peices of bread slapped together
Or I'll a rain sandwich, depending on the weather
loser, caught up in the game
And I ain't even got to blame..

Young man went out and made a name for
Young man went out and made a for himself
Young man went out and a name for himself

The Loser, yeah, that use to be my m o
I couldn't get a soul, to listen to my demo
Doors shut in my face, until I started 'em
I'm behind the now, but I'm the one slammin 'em
I did I had to, to get where I got
Though I'll admit, I had to do was a lot
I still gave it a shot, and sometimes I had to
Catchin just to get a little loot
I thought it was cute, and didn't who knew
Mess get in my way and I'd bag you too
Cause I was, born to lose, from the beginning
Hit the dugout, because I struck out the 1st
Winning, was everything, why I had to ask
My man to me the loot, and he said I'd be glad to
Now, who a major label, we got our own
I'm the master of the unknown
Ain't nothin changed, I'm the same as
When knocks, I'd just answer the door
But criminal at heart, though I don't show it
I was always a winner I didn't know it (know it)

man went out and made a name for himself
Young man went out and made a name for
Young man out and made a name for himself

Loser.
DMX the great.