the doors Come on, you're rising, you're trying, You're growing, you die Born to die Come in this game with the hardcore The most hostile Born to die
Tradução: Negro Bomb A. Born To Die.
Wouldn't wanna be ya It's me they cannot battle Yes I'm a mothership and you a boat without no paddle Yes I am what they after I'm a natural born disaster
between's a motherfuckin' target n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a nice home right where your cheeks stay We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream
savings up in Las Vegas I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller Keep white in the office, call it Jerry Heller Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let the barrel
like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! [Chamillionaire] I'm the realest youngster thats breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason Chamillionaire a
life savings up in Las Vegas I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller Keep white in the office, call it Jerry Heller Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let
baby I was born With a fast fuse I've got no time to love Just a city to abuse Oh baby I was born With a fast fuse I've got no time to love Just a city
niggas, niggas look at that Suburban like... Is it that black joint come to the black? That's Fif'; like their son! Niggas know that's bulletproof, bomb bulletproof, .8-proof! Shoot a
at the same time make a million, vibrate love an happiness in this ghetto maze, hate us playaz got this ryhme stayin in a rage, kill wit a pill, broke
you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin
you're son call you house and hang up on you for not givin' me none born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun got a reputation for havin' niggas
I think not, I send a letter to my friends A born again, hooligan only to be king again Chorus Verse Two: Lauryn Hill yo, I play my enemies like a
hands of a clock going round. if only we could wind them back and return to a time where the dream began. its all too soon thats all will be is a dream
the clips at little kids and they moms I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong by a democrat
A-C-K-H-O-L-E (Shit, smoke, can a black man get some paper up in this place, man?) (But I'm a black man in a white man's world) Fuck this shit Oh
To Do "Check It" "Gotta' Believe It Y'all" "Check It" "Gotta' Believe It Y'all" "This Is Ralph And Tom" 'Cause You Hide In Broad Day Light A Parasite A Hypocrite You Take A
