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 because all the bad shit to me
I got kids, but their mothers don't want them to me
Sisters use to 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 to take his bone
don't like 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 none, so I gotta beat my dick
Time are hard in the ghetto, I steal for a
Eatin flavored Now or Laters for thanksgiving
If that ain't enough, is rough, I swear
I don't have an address so I can't get
They me out the shelter
Because they said I smelled a little like the living
And like helter skelter
My clothes are so funky, bad for my health
Sometimes at night my pants go to the by their self
Even when I was little nothin my way
I got beat up, and chased home from every day
And despite the fact I won all the bees
On my report card, I get F's, I got C's
But for those who to snooze
Since I was born no hope, I ain't got nothin to lose...

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

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The Born Loser, a title I was branded
Went to Island, and got stranded with
The of Liberty, but they really didn't hafta
Leave my black ass till the day after
No time for laughter, this shit's for
are showin through my back, cause I haven't had a meal
In about a week, you can see bones in my
The racoons, me to the garbage cans
I'm Starvin Marvin, and it be like that
The only that I'm carvin, is an alley cat
But in the daytime
I of a Manwich
When all I'm really is an oxygen sandwich
For those that know,
Thats 2 peices of slapped together
Or I'll have a rain sandwich, 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
Young man went out and made a for himself
Young man out and made a name for himself

The Born Loser, yeah, use to be my m o
When I couldn't get a soul, to to my demo
shut in my face, until I started jammin '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 still it a shot, and sometimes I had to shoot
Catchin vicks just to get a loot
I thought it was cute, and didn't care who
Mess get in my way and I'd bag you too
Cause I was, born to lose, straight the beginning
Hit the dugout, because I struck out the 1st
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 changed, I'm the same as before
opportunity knocks, I'd just answer the door
But criminal at heart, even though I show it
I was a winner I just didn't know it (know it)

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

Loser.
DMX the great.