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
