born loser þarký sözü

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 used to like me but now they call me "homie"
used to have a family now i´m out on my own
had to scrap with a pit because 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 used to get pussy, but i busted off quick
now i gets none so i gotta beat my dick
times are hard in the ghetto, i gotta steal for a living
eating turkey-flavored now & laters for thanksgiving
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 looked like helter skelter
my clothes are so funky, they´re bad for my health
sometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom by themself
even when i was little nothing went my way
i got beat up and chased home from school every day
and despite the fact i want all the brothers bees
on my report card, i didn´t get f´s, i got c´s
but for those who choose to snooze
cause i was born with no hope, i got nothing to lose

the born loser, a title i was branded with
went to liberty island, and got stranded with
the statue of liberty, but they didn´t really have to
leave my black ass there until the day after
no time for laughter, this shit´s for real
ribs are showing through my back cause i haven´t had a meal
in a week, you can see bones in my hands
the raccoons beat me to the garbage cans
i´m starving marvin, and it shouldn´t be like that
the only thing that i´m carving is an alley cat
but sometimes in the daytimes i dream of a manwich
but all i´m really eating is an oxygen sandwich
for those that don´t know, that´s two pieces of bread strapped 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

the born loser, yeah, that used to me my m-o
when i couldn´t get a soul to listen to my demo
doors shut in my face until i started jamming them
i´m behind the doors now and i´m the one slamming them
i did what i had to to get where i got
though i´ll admit what i had to do was a lot
i gave it a shot, and sometimes i had to shoot
catching vics 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´ll bag you, too
cause i was born to lose straight from the beginning
in the dugout because i struck out the first inning
winning was everything, that´s why i had to
ask my man to find 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 nothing changed, i´m the same as before
when oppoertunity knocked i just answered the door
criminal at heart even though i don´t show it
i was always a winner but i just didn´t know it