die Born to be wild, born to be wild Born to be wild, born to be wild Born to be wild, wild, born to be wild Explode into space, yeah
The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party I'm hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild
boy niggas, crush they karma Eat bones with alligators, roll deep with my entourage My whole crew's fresh out the bars Diggler, a.k.a The Cab Driver Drop him off in the middle of fire
niggas, crush they karma Eat bones with alligators, roll deep, with my entourage My whole crew's fresh out the bars Diggler, AKA the Cab Driver Drop him off in the middle of fire
LED us home, away from Crazy Mary She would never answer us JUST SMILE through the window softly Wild-eyed and wild-haired but we were sure That
born, born to be wild We can climb so high I never wanna die Born to be wild Born to be wild, yeah Get your motor running And head out on the highway
'm scratching like a wild cat I'm spittin fire on the ground You got my venom running through ya Ain't gonna let you run off wild {Chorus}: I'm Snakebite
'm scratching like a wild cat I'm spittin' fire on the ground You got my venom runnin' through ya Ain't gonna let you run off wild, oh I'm Snakebite
running wild Chewing gum in her hair Fire started over there They?re all yelling and I?m thinking to myself I only meant to hold your hand At least that was the plan Now they?re running
zip codes from bricks to 8 1 8 Doc serve to you to liquor in the plate Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya Fire thrown to the roof
AP nine on jam I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me, fam I will fire and drop a hater rite where
, don't know what you're getting into Could it be the apparition, of the fear before your eyes? [Chorus:] Black gates of hell, they burn in fire Fear
You herbs we merged, we're an alliance We fight fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us? We an outfit, equivalent to Voltron's That boy Crooked
'm fallin' into this world where I'm breakin' the ice Ice on fire and it burns I can feel the sweat running, my heart's beating wild Ice on fire and
without a trace Hands reach out ready to fold, another tear falls into place Running through a quiet fire, I can see the flames grow wild I hear a crimson
and pawing I was holding my own, 'cause I've been in a scrap or two Old Jim come running up out of the blue And that gal he was with, come running up