Текст песни Dmx - Born Loser 12" (1993)
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The born loser, not because I choose to beBut because all the bad shit happens to meI got kids, but their mothers don`t want them to know meSisters used to like me but now they call me "homie"Used to have a family, now I`m out on my ownHad to scrap with a pit because I tried to take his boneBitches don`t like me, they don`t kiss me or hug meThey call me "kill pretty" because I`m mad uglyI used to get pussy, but I busted off quickNow I gets none so I gotta beat my dickTimes are hard in the ghetto, I gotta steal for a livingEating turkey-flavored Now & Laters for ThanksgivingIf that ain`t enough, life is rough I swearI don`t have an address so I can`t get welfareThey kicked me out the shelter because they said I smelled aLittle like the living dead and looked like Helter SkelterMy clothes are so funky, they`re bad for my healthSometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom by themselfEven when I was little nothing went my wayI got beat up and chased home from school every dayAnd despite the fact I want all the brothers beesOn my report card, I didn`t get F`s, I got C`sBut for those who choose to snoozeCause I was born with no hope, I got nothing to loseThe born loser, a title I was branded withWent to Liberty Island, and got stranded withThe Statue of Liberty, but they didn`t really have toLeave my black ass there until the day afterNo time for laughter, this shit`s for realRibs are showing through my back cause I haven`t had a mealIn a week, you can see bones in my handsThe raccoons beat me to the garbage cansI`m starving Marvin, and it shouldn`t be like thatThe only thing that I`m carving is an alley catBut sometimes in the daytimes I dream of a ManwichBut all I`m really eating is an oxygen sandwichFor those that don`t know, that`s two pieces of bread strapped togetherOr I`ll have a rain sandwich, depending on the weatherBorn Loser caught up in the gameAnd I ain`t even got nobody to blameThe Born Loser, yeah, that used to me my M-OWhen I couldn`t get a soul to listen to my demoDoors shut in my face until I started jamming themI`m behind the doors now and I`m the one slamming themI did what I had to to get where I gotThough I`ll admit what I had to do was a lotI gave it a shot, and sometimes I had to shootCatching vics just to get a little lootI thought it was cute and didn`t care who knewMess around, get in my way and I`ll bag you, tooCause I was born to lose straight from the beginningIn the dugout because I struck out the first inningWinning was everything, that`s why I had toAsk my man to find the loot, and he said "I`d be glad to"Now who needs a major label? We got our ownI`m the Divine Master of the UnknownAin`t nothing changed, I`m the same as beforeWhen oppoertunity knocked I just answered the doorCriminal at heart even though I don`t show itI was always a winner but I just didn`t know it