Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had It Made

First I was young and healthy
I told my mother one day I'd be
Can't forget my first day at
Got stabbed in the 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 went through
But I'm a textbook
Don't with me 'cuz I'm going to grade three

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

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

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

Now I'm a head down on my luck
Roaming the and got hit by a Mack Truck
And about a block
But I'm thinking but gimme a rock

Holding my I'll work for crack
With my E.T. shirt on my back
And I'm in the gutter
Right next to Jam mother

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

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

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

And I'm for the slammer
killer, all on the camera
First day, they broke my
day, they broke my neck

Third day, broke my leg
day, they broke my head
Swallowing kept on
But be no fucking

strictly for the soft
Seen a freak in a and my nuts fell off
So I'm escape
How much 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 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 they had me

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

And motherfucking mother, mother, mother, kill
I used to wonder what about
Until it me up and spit me out
Your ghetto created a nut
Not just 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 packing a I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle
You want me in a jacket

'Cuz I see a throat, I'm a hack it
Where I'm at? 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 swing from a
Shouting and and shooting at me
Everybody's end make two
A broke and I fell on a picket fence

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

Now my life's gettin'
'Cuz my heart's beating
On a wooden
shoot me up and down

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