Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had It Made

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

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

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

Finally had to out
I dropped out of when they ripped my neck out
Who knows where the road
Seen a man with a briefcase and no

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

Now I'm a base down on my luck
Roaming the and got hit by a Mack Truck
And thrown a block
But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's for the soft
Seen a in a week and my nuts fell off
So I'm finna
How much shit can one club no

Stop, fool, stop or I'll
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 don't care

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

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

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

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

when I see a throat, I'm a hack it
Where I'm at? my name?
Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a
And it ripped my legs off, uh, nothing but a 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 fell on a picket

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

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

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