Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Born 2 Live, artist - O.C.. Album song Word...Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.10.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wild Pitch
Song language: English
Born 2 Live |
Like the dead-end kids, we used to play in the streets |
Never worrying about grief, football spelled relief |
Ronnie Ritney was the coach for us |
See, he taught us to play almost every single day, okay |
Now on Evergreen was Larry and Mike and Lon |
My cousin Boo lived there too, just to name a few |
And Cha-rone, he’s bad to the bone, Boo’s little sidekick |
Had a badass mouth, he sufficed it |
On Harmon Street, with Zach, Leo and Ed |
Meet Jody and Boop by June, Rocky, and then |
Comes Tommy and Cedric, Lamont and Greg, unique in our own right |
At times we’d fight, but that’s aight |
Still, not realizing we had love, it showed when we played |
The phony charades against one another |
Now, while I write this song |
It’s like some are still alive and a couple are gone |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
As kids, you’re overlooking death |
It didn’t seem important or serious, it just seems curious |
It was about waking to a bowl of cereal |
Cartoons on Saturdays, karate flicks in life |
Riding your skateboard or bicycle |
It went as deep as Killer Joe on the corner drinking Ripple, plus |
Puerto Rican kids on the block were cool, we got along |
We all knew right from wrong |
By far, we got a dose that life was hard |
A Spanish kid we were close with was killed by a car |
Shocking, Alberto was hit on the block, and |
Death was spontaneous, his moms was clocking him |
Cross the street, he just received an award |
For Little League Baseball like a hour before, plus |
He didn’t even get to see the summer set in |
Dying all young at the age of seven |
It opened up my eyes more that the flesh was weak |
As a kid, thinking shit like that was mad deep |
Peep it |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
Now, when somebody is gone, that’s when you realize how close you was |
How close you are, like a scar |
Real deep, it takes time to heal |
And, still, from time to time, you wish you could find the way to forgive |
And let ‘em know you forgave |
But they can’t feel six feet deep inside the grave |
What’s left but attend his wake? |
Believing if it was you, he’d do it for old time’s sake |
Damn, I’m disturbed by the news when I was told, I was sitting |
Knowing damn well Boo ain’t bullshitting |
My life flashed like big bills of cash and good times we had |
Now it’s all so sad |
One of my childhood pals hit the road |
When you take to the streets, then you die by the code |
But in this case, who knows what went down? |
Bottom line is wishing that he still was around |
Now, he found a spot in my heart, or should I say lobotomy |
Mike, yo, you’re trapped inside of me |
And every other brother in Bushwick who rushed to your side thick |
All down with the clique |
Yeah, God bless, he laid to rest |
Called him Mike Boogie, that’s what describes the nigga best |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live a life and die |
Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why |
We’re born to live |
We’re born to live |
We’re born to live |
We’re born to live |
Like that, y’all, like that, y’all |