That's the way it begins -
You try to behave,
Yeah, you try to fit in.
Uh huh.
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.
Born bad.
Born bad.
That's the way it began.
Stuffed a young pink lung down a rank glue bag.
Born bad
This is where it'll land
For a bull headed corner hangin' problem child man.
Born bad.
Born bad.
Born bad.
Born bad.
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