DMX - Born Loser Lyrics
The born loser, not because I choose to beBut because all the bad shit happens to meI got kids, but their mothers dont want them to know meSisters used to like me but now they call me homieUsed to have a family, now Im out on my ownHad to scrap with a pit because I tried to take his bone*****es dont like me, they dont kiss me or hug meThey call me kill pretty because Im mad uglyI used to get *****, 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 aint enough, life is rough I swearI dont have an address so I cant 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, theyre 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 didnt get fs, I got csBut 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 didnt really have toLeave my black ass there until the day afterNo time for laughter, this shits for realRibs are showing through my back cause I havent had a mealIn a week, you can see bones in my handsThe raccoons beat me to the garbage cansIm starving marvin, and it shouldnt be like thatThe only thing that Im carving is an alley catBut sometimes in the daytimes I dream of a manwichBut all Im really eating is an oxygen sandwichFor those that dont know, thats two pieces of bread strapped togetherOr Ill have a rain sandwich, depending on the weatherBorn loser caught up in the gameAnd I aint even got nobody to blameThe born loser, yeah, that used to me my m-oWhen I couldnt get a soul to listen to my demoDoors shut in my face until I started jamming themIm behind the doors now and Im the one slamming themI did what I had to to get where I gotThough Ill 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 didnt care who knewMess around, get in my way and Ill bag you, tooCause I was born to lose straight from the beginningIn the dugout because I struck out the first inningWinning was everything, thats why I had toAsk my man to find the loot, and he said Id be glad toNow who needs a major label? we got our ownIm the divine master of the unknownAint nothing changed, Im the same as beforeWhen oppoertunity knocked I just answered the doorCriminal at heart even though I dont show itI was always a winner but I just didnt know it
