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* This is DMX's first single  released in 1993 

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

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