Never Had It Made lyrics

First I was born young and healthy
I told my mother one day I`d be wealthy
Can`t forget my first day at school
Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it`s cool
Get my education
A job and a family, a good reputation
And what about grade two?
Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through
But I`m packing a textbook
Don`t fuck with me cuz I`m going to grade three
Thank god it`s lunch in a minute
Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it
And it cut my tongue off
But I know how to multiply so what`s up, boss
Finally had to step out
I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out
Who knows where the road led?
Seen a man with a briefcase and no head
So I`m like fuck that
Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack
And I`m straighter than a fucking lightpost
I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most
Now I`m a basehead down on my luck
Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck
And thrown about a block
But I`m thinking nothing but gimme a rock
Holding my sign I`ll work for crack
With my old-ass E.T. shirt on my back
And I`m sleeping in the gutter
Right next to Jam Town`s mother
I`m eating dead rats in the street
I keep on checking for my ownheart beat
Now I`m weighing at a buck-o-five
Twitchy little neck and I`m barely alive
Got my first taste of life in hell
I ate a dead, shh, but don`t tell
Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change?
I`ll cut your face off and eat your brains
You know all about me
You act like you ain`t seen penatentiary
Spitting and cussing and you know I`ll piss
With these iron braces on my fucking wrists -a
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