Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had It Made

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

And what about grade
Got shot in the neck and the bullet straight through
But I'm packing a
Don't fuck with me 'cuz I'm to grade three

Thank God lunch in a minute
Bit into my hot dog 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 out of school when they ripped my neck out
Who knows where the road
a man with a briefcase and no head

So I'm like that
Show me a and an ounce of crack
And I'm straighter than a fucking post
I a lot of crack but I bought the most

Now I'm a base head down on my
Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack
And thrown about a
But I'm thinking but gimme a rock

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

I'm eating rats in the street
I keep on checking for my own beat
Now I'm at a buck-o-five
Twitchy little and I'm barely alive

Got my first of life in hell
I ate a dead, shh, but don't
Excuse me, sir, can you spare change?
I'll cut your off and eat your brains

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

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

Third day, they my leg
Fourth day, broke my head
Swallowing kept on
But there'll be no

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

Stop, fool, or I'll fire
me off and I fell in the razor wire
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 to God that my life ends
thought that they had killed me

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

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

Now I'm living in the walls of house
And die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse
I'm packing a sickle I'm on your and I'm playing the fiddle
You me in a straight jacket

'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 ripped my legs off, uh, nothing but a minor

You can't get me I swing from a
and cussing and shooting at me
Everybody's end make two
A branch broke and I fell on a picket

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

Now my life's gettin'
'Cuz my still beating
On a fence
shoot me up and down

Thinking, thinking, thinking
Wicked, wicked, wicked
You wanna know all about a wicked
I had it made