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