Here she comes (Huh) She's a bad girl One hit and she gets you high Born to die, born to die Born to die, born to die Ooh Born to die, born to die
She sells everything, from A to Z Anything just to keep her free from the From the hustle of the streets, oh, oh She left the church a long time ago Said they couldn't teach what they did not know (Nothing) That's when she lost her virginity And now she's pimpin' every bottle (Bottle) From New York to L. A. (L. A.) Ask her why she do bad things She says it's always been that way (Always been that way) Jump back, Jack, you might be next if they try to cut mama's cake (What the deal, Daddy?) And ask her what the deal is, this is what she say
Born to die, born to die If you ain't livin' right, you know you're Born to die Better watch out Get ya, get ya so high, so high You know everybody's getting (So high) I gotta get my hustle on
She wants six streets in Oakland Clear down to the 'Frisco Bay Far as she concerned, crime does pay Ask her when, she say from the first day Watch you bend your knees to get back to the truth Of who we are before we go astray (Before we go astray) Ask her what the deal is (What the deal, daddy?) This is what she'll say
Born to die, born to die If you ain't livin' right, you're sure to Born to die Look out Get ya, get ya so high, so high Say nothing good happens after midnight (Get ya, get ya) (So high) Bye-bye
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Born to die) (Get ya, get ya) Ooh-ooh-ooh So, so high (So high) So, so high (So) So, so high (So) High Get ya, get ya (So high, so high) Get ya, get ya (So high) Get ya, get ya (So high, so high)
Born to die What happened? Girl, she fell from the third story window What? (Born to die) Yes, oh, my God But, oh my goodness, girl, look at her, oh no They putting her on a gurney right now I hope she's all right Well, does anybody know what's happened? (Born to die) Girl, girl, she fell She fell
Compositor: Prince Rogers Nelson ECAD: Obra #30774525