Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had It Made

First I was young and healthy
I my mother one day I'd be wealthy
forget my first day at school
Got stabbed in the head with a pencil but it's
Get my education, a job and a family, a good

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

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

had to step out
I out of school when they ripped my neck out
Who knows where the led?
a man with a briefcase and no head

So I'm fuck that
Show me a and an ounce of crack
And I'm straighter than a light post
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

my sign I'll work for crack
With my old-ass E.T. on my back
And I'm sleeping in the
Right next to Jam mother

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

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

You all about me
You act you ain't seen penitentiary
Spitting and cussing and you I'll piss
With these iron braces on my wrists

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

Third day, broke my leg
Fourth day, broke my head
kept on trucking
But be no fucking

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

Stop, fool, stop or fire
Shot me off and I fell in the wire
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 chair
I got no family, I got no
I pray to God that my life
thought that they had killed me

They took me to the
I'm just a little that's all, like 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, motherfucking
I to wonder what life's about
Until it me up and spit me out
Your ghetto created a nut
Not psycho, psycho nut

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

'Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a it
Where I'm at? my name?
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 a tree
Shouting and cussing and at me
Everybody's end two cents
A broke and I fell on a picket fence

I'm stuck and coming to get me
Rip off and I took my lungs with me
I'm stuffing back in
Fuck! They won't go in

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

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