Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had It Made

First I was born young and
I my mother one day I'd be wealthy
Can't my first day at school
Got stabbed in the with a pencil but it's cool
Get my education, a job and a family, a good

And what grade two?
Got shot in the neck and the bullet straight through
But I'm packing a
fuck with me 'cuz I'm going to grade three

Thank God it's lunch in a
Bit into my hot dog with a 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 my neck out
Who knows the road led?
a man with 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 but I bought the most

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

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

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

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

You all about me
You act like you ain't seen
and cussing and you know I'll piss
With these iron on my fucking wrists

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

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

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

Stop, fool, stop or fire
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 care

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

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

And mother, mother, mother, motherfucking kill
I used to wonder what about
it chewed me up and spit me out
Your ghetto a psycho nut
Not just psycho, nut

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

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

You can't get me I from a tree
Shouting and cussing and at me
Everybody's end two cents
A branch broke and I on a picket fence

I'm and they're coming to get me
Rip myself off and I my lungs with me
I'm stuffing back in
Fuck! won't go back in

Now my life's dense
my heart's still beating
On a wooden
They me up and down

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