Born Bad
That's the way it begins - You try to behave, Yeah, you try to fit in. But when you rise and stand You find a lock-step march - No room for jazz.
Born bad- With a slight-o-hand I go from jam to jam With a crash, boom, bam.
Born bad - I dodge a sucker punch And drop a bomb, like Liston, On an animal hunch.
I've been down. Yeah, I've spent some time downtown. I've covered sacred ground, Soft and slow and round.
I gave up. Yeah, I learned to give it up, Thinkin' that's the final cut. But it turns out I was wrong.
Born bad - That's the way it began, Stuffed a young pink lung Down a rank glue bag.
Born bad - This is where it all lands For a bull headed, corner hangin' Problem child man.
I grew hard. Over time my scars toughed up. When gettin' even just wasn't enough, I had to choke my conscience off.
I've come far. Yeah, I had to travel far. Peel through layers sick and raw Just to taste and touch once more.
Born bad - Like a synchro-mesh shift That's stuck in third Just smokes and burns.
Born bad - With a cig-hangin' lip. A talk-back baby on a Star-crossed ship.
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