Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had It Made

First I was young and healthy
I told my one day I'd be wealthy
Can't forget my day at school
Got stabbed in the head with a pencil but it's
Get my education, a job and a family, a reputation

And what about two?
Got in the neck and the bullet went straight through
But I'm a textbook
Don't fuck with me 'cuz I'm going to three

Thank God it's in a minute
Bit my hot dog with a razor blade in it
And it cut my off
But I how to multiply so what's up, boss

had to step out
I dropped out of school when they ripped my out
Who knows where the road
Seen a man a briefcase and no head

So I'm like fuck
Show me a and an ounce of crack
And I'm straighter than a fucking light
I sold a lot of crack but I the most

Now I'm a base head on my luck
Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack
And thrown a block
But I'm thinking nothing but a rock

Holding my I'll work for crack
my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back
And I'm sleeping in the
Right to Jam Town's mother

I'm eating rats in the street
I keep on checking for my own beat
Now I'm weighing at a
Twitchy little neck and I'm alive

Got my first taste of in hell
I ate a dead, shh, but tell
me, sir, can you spare some change?
I'll cut your off and eat your brains

You know all me
You act like you ain't penitentiary
Spitting and cussing and you know piss
With these iron on my fucking wrists

And I'm for the slammer
killer, all on the camera
First day, they broke my
Next day, broke my neck

day, they broke my leg
Fourth day, they broke my
Swallowing kept on
But be no fucking

That's for the soft
Seen a freak in a and my nuts fell off
So I'm escape
How shit can one club no take?

Stop, fool, stop or I'll
Shot me off and I fell in the razor
I'm all up, cut, cut, cut, slit, slit, cut, cut
You don't love me, I really don't

Tie my ass up in the electric
I got no family, I got no
I pray to God that my life
They that they had killed me

took me to the morgue
I'm just a little stiff that's all, a board
I lay in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill
But I jump out knife swinging all about

And motherfucking mother, mother, mother, motherfucking
I used to what life's about
it chewed me up and spit me out
Your ghetto created a nut
Not just psycho, nut

Now I'm in the walls of your house
And I'll die there and lay and rot like a mouse
I'm a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle
You want me in a straight

'Cuz I see a throat, I'm a hack it
Where I'm at? What's my
Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a
And it my legs off, uh, nothing but a minor coft

You get me I swing from a tree
Shouting and and shooting at me
Everybody's end make two
A branch and I fell on a picket fence

I'm stuck and they're to get me
Rip myself off and I took my with me
I'm stuffing back in
Fuck! They go back in

Now my life's gettin'
my heart's still beating
On a fence
They shoot me up and

Thinking, thinking, clown
Wicked, wicked, clown
You wanna all about a wicked clown
I never had it