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DMX (rapper)( Earl Simmons )
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Born Loser
And away we go (We go, we go, we go) Some old born loser type of shit (Shit) On the remix tip (Tip, tip) Dr. Seuss (Seuss, Seuss, Suess)
The born loser, not because I choose to be But because all the bad shit happens to me I got kids but their mothers don't want them to know me Sisters use to like me but now they call me homie
Use to have a family now I'm out on my own Had to scrabble the Pitt 'cause I tried to take his bone Bitches don't like me, they don't kiss me or hug me They call me Kill-pretty because I'm mad ugly
I use to get pussy but I busted off quick Now I get smooched, so I gotta beat my dick Time are hard in the ghetto, I steal for a living Eatin' dirt and the now or laters
If that ain't enough, life is rough, I swear I don't have an address so I can't get welfare They kicked me out the shelter Because they said, I smelled a little like the living dead
And look like helter skelter My clothes are so funky, they bad for my health Sometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom By their self
Even when I was little nothin' went my way I got beat up and chased home from school every day And despite the fact I won all the spelling bees On my report card, I didn't get F's, I got C's
But for those who choose to snooze Since I was born with no hope, I ain't got nothin' to lose
Young man went out and made a name for himself Young man went out and made a name for himself Young man went out and made a name for himself Check, check, check it out
The Born Loser, a title I was branded with Went to Liberty Island and got stranded with The Statue of Liberty but they really didn't hafta Leave my black ass there till the day after
No time for laughter, this shit's for real Ribs are showin' through my back 'cause I ain't had a meal In about a week, you can see bones in my hands The raccoons, beat me to the garbage cans Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I'm starvin' Marvin and it shouldn't be like that The only thing that I'm carvin' is an alley cat But sometimes in the daytime
I daydream of a Manwich When all I'm really eatin' is an oxygen sandwich For those that don't know
Thats 2 pieces of bread slapped together Or I'll have a rain sandwich, depending on the weather Born loser, caught up in the game And I ain't even got nobody to blame
Young man went out and made a name for himself Young man went out and made a name for himself Young man went out and made a name for himself Check, check, check it out (DMX)
The Born Loser, yeah, that use to be my ammo When I couldn't get a soul to listen to my demo Door shut in my face until I started jammin' 'em I'm behind the doors now but I'm the one slammin' 'em
I did what I had to, to get where I got Though I'll admit, what I had to do was a lot I still gave it a shot and sometimes I had to shoot Catchin' vicks just to get a little loot
I thought it was cute and didn't care who knew Mess around get in my way and I'd bag you too 'Cause I was born to lose, straight from the beginning Hit the dugout because I struck out the 1st inning
Winning, was everything, that's why I had to ask My man to find me the loot and he said, ‽I'd be glad to†Now, who needs a major label, we got our own I'm the divine Master of the unknown
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm the same as before When opportunity knocks, I'd just answer the door But criminal at heart, even though I don't show it I was always a winner, I just didn't know it (Know it)
Young man went out and made a name for himself Young man went out and made a name for himself Young man went out and made a name for himself Check, check, check it out
Born loser DMX the great
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