Luyện nghe bài hát Born Loser

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

The Loser, not because 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 his bone
Bitches don't like me, they kiss me or hug me
call me Kill-pretty, because I'm mad ugly
I use to get pussy, but I busted off
Now I gets none, so I gotta my dick
are hard in the ghetto, I steal for a living
Eatin turkey flavored Now or for thanksgiving
If that ain't enough, life is rough, I
I don't have an so I can't get welfare
kicked me out the shelter
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 my pants go to the bathroom by their self
Even when I was little went my way
I got beat up, and chased from school every day
And the fact I won all the spelling bees
On my card, I didn't get F's, I got C's
But for who choose to snooze
Since I was with no hope, I ain't got nothin to lose...

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

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The Born Loser, a I was branded with
Went to Liberty Island, and got with
The Statue of Liberty, but they really didn't
my black ass there till the day after
No time for laughter, shit's for real
Ribs are showin through my back, cause I had a meal
In a week, you can see bones in my hands
The racoons, me to the garbage cans
I'm Starvin Marvin, and it shouldn't be that
The only that I'm carvin, is an alley cat
But in the daytime
I of a Manwich
When all I'm eatin is an oxygen sandwich
For those don't know,
Thats 2 peices of slapped together
Or I'll have a rain sandwich, on the weather
loser, caught up in the game
And I ain't got nobody to blame..

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

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

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

Loser.
DMX the great.