Luyện nghe bài hát Born Loser

And we go (we go we go we go)
Some old born loser of shit (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
Sisters use to like me, but now they call me
Use to have a now I'm out on my own
Had to scrap with the Pitt, cause I tried to his bone
Bitches don't me, they don't kiss me or hug me
They call me Kill-pretty, I'm mad ugly
I use to get pussy, but I busted off
Now I gets none, so I gotta beat my
Time are hard in the ghetto, I for a living
Eatin flavored Now or Laters for thanksgiving
If that ain't enough, is rough, I swear
I don't an address so I can't get welfare
They kicked me out the
they said I smelled a little like the living dead
And look like helter
My clothes are so funky, bad for my health
Sometimes at night my pants go to the by their self
Even when I was nothin went my way
I got beat up, and chased home 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 born no hope, I ain't got nothin to lose...

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

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The Loser, a title I was branded with
Went to Liberty Island, and got with
The Statue of Liberty, but really didn't hafta
Leave my black ass there till the day
No time for laughter, shit's for real
Ribs are showin through my back, cause I haven't had a
In a week, you can see bones in my hands
The racoons, beat me to the cans
I'm Starvin Marvin, and it shouldn't be that
The only thing 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 those don't know,
Thats 2 peices of bread slapped
Or I'll have a sandwich, depending on the weather
Born loser, caught up in the
And I ain't even got to blame..

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

The Born Loser, yeah, 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 the doors 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 gave it a shot, and sometimes I had to shoot
Catchin vicks to get a little loot
I thought it was cute, and care who knew
Mess get in my way and I'd bag you too
I was, born to lose, straight 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 divine of the unknown
Ain't nothin changed, I'm the same as
When opportunity knocks, I'd answer the door
But criminal at heart, though I don't show it
I was always a winner I just didn't it (know it)

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

Loser.
DMX the great.