Текст песни Never Had It Made

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

And I'm heading for the slammer

Serial killer, all on the camera

First day, they broke my back

Next day, they broke my neck

Third day, they broke my leg

Fourth day, they broke my head
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Swallowing kept on trucking

But there'll be no fucking

That's strictly for the soft

Seen a freak in a week and my nuts fell off

So I'm finna escape

How much shit can one clubno take?

"Stop, fool. Stop or I'll fire"

Shot me off and I fell in the razor wire

I'm all tangled up, cut cut cut slit slit cut cut

You don't love me, I really don't care

Tie my ass up in the electric chair

I got no family, I got no friends

I pray to God that my life ends

They thought that they had killed me

They took me to the morgue

I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board

I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill

But then I jump out knife swinging all about

And motherfucking-mother-mother-mother-motherfucking kill

I used to wonder what life's about

Until it chewed me up and spit me out

Your ghetto created a psycho nut

Not just psycho psycho nut

Now I'm living in the walls of your house

And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse

I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle

You want me in a straight jacket

Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a hack it

Where I'm at? What's my name?

Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train

And it ripped my legs off

Huh, nothing but a minor coft

You can't get me I swing from a tree

Shouting and cussing and shooting at me

Everybody's end make two cents

A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence

I'm stuck and they're coming to get me

Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me

I'm stuffing them back in

Fuck! They won't go back in

Now my life's gettin' dense

Cuz my heart's still beating on a wooden fence

They shoot me up and down

Thinking thinking thinking clown

Wicked wicked wicked clown

You wanna know all about a wicked clown I never had it made...

Insane Clown Posse Never Had It Made