Me and my friends, cruising down West End Street Hiding cops and driving circles around the block all week Now, all of my died Out on West End They say we're to die young, but we're just tryin' to live in peace
So heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks Shangri-La at the bus stops And maybe God is a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty and you it, put your hands up karma's just a different word for bad luck And what if death is just pair of handcuffs?
Then we'd run we'd better run
All of our friends crazy on LSD Sailing their cars through the big bright city And everyone who our name Says that we ain't ever change They say we're to die young, but we're tryin' to find a better way They say we're born to die young, but we're to find a better way
Maybe heaven is a ghetto no bad blocks Shangri-La dealers at the bus And God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if guilty and you know it, put your hands up 'Cause karma's just a word for bad luck And what if death is just another pair of
Then we'd run Then we'd run
(What up?) (Hey, up man?) (I'm just at [?]) ([?] gonna be two years old Tomorrow) (And I feel) (Half alive, then half completely dead)
and we pray Day day They say born to die young, but we're gonna find a better way Hope and we Day day They say born to die young, but we're gonna find a better way
So maybe heaven is a with no bad blocks Shangri-La at the bus stop And God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're and you know it, put your hands up karma's just a different word for bad luck And what if death is another pair of handcuffs?
we'd better run Then better run Then we'd run