Lyrics:
(You think you're a bad ass nigga)
Ya understand what I'm saying?
Well you better
I was born in these streets
Raised in these streets
Walked in
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
Yeah, yeah, yeah
PoochTooth Productionz (Orale!)
Yeah, native to this land
Mad, dont be mad
Cause we're stealing all your jobs
By planting our own
the rap, the brother got the rap
The born loser, not because I choose to be
But because all the bad shit happens to me
I got kids, but their mothers
was born to run I don't belong to anyone oh no
I don't need to be loved by you by you
Fire in my lungs can't bite the devil on my tongue oh no
I don't
Sha-rone, he's bad to the bone, Boo's little sidekick
And a bad ass mouth, he used to feist it on Harmon Street
With Zach, Leo and Ed
Me Jody and Boop by
the sleep of ages
Breakin' out of our cages
We were born to fill pages
We came to rock stages
And we plunder and pillage
Within the East Village
Breakin' it
you wanna win big, the risk gotta be high
All them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I will be damned
tentatively calling "Bad"
He waves his lighter
In the air and sways as it
Plays through for her part
Nicki has been pleading with
Him to trust her proven pop
You're silent, in a bad mood
Playing your guitar
You are long-haired
My sulky boy
The moment I met you
I understood
I was born to
Fall in
Give me your shit I'm born insane
Born insane
Born insane
Born insane
Born insane
Dig them up
Dig them up
Dig them up
Dig them up
Breathing flames
listened to him real closely.
This is what he said.
'You was born for good luck, Johnny.'
'Bad luck can't do you no harm.'
'You was born for good luck.'
I listened to him real closely.
This is what he said.
'You was born for good luck, Johnny.'
'Bad luck can't do you no harm.'
'You was born for
See I was born to be the greatest
It was written you can peep the pages
Straight flexing with my lord and savior
Straight careless what the world
the clouds
Oh
I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you (by you)
Fire in my lungs, can't bite the devil on my tongue,
[Originally by Albert King]
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
tell me what i did wrong
If i knew i could've been gone
I be better all alone by myself
At the end we die alone
Just like i was born alone
If i told you
stalling
Mi bad from mi born no talking
Man pull out the dog them
And crash it on a pagan
Man pull out the dog them
Cause they know we ain't playing
Im tooo
near)
You can take me anywhere
And you're making me feel like I'm loved by somebody (by somebody)
I can deal with the bad nights (ooh)
When I'm with
the clouds
I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you (by you)
Fire in my lungs, can't bite the devil on my tongue, oh
bag just to get fly
26's got me sitting high
Purple got me looking High
Niggas out here barely getting by
Headed to the top getting by
Bad b****
spanked my bare ass,
But I sure tried hard to be cool.
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
desperation, I'm losing sight
Does this mean I was born to be the bad guy?
Born to be the bad guy
Living as a ghost of me
Haunted by past misery
Living
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