We Die Young

Scary is on the wall Scary is on his way Watch where you spit I advise you wait until is over Then you got hit And you souls have known better And we die young Faster we run Down down down you rollin Watch the blood float in the muddy sewer Take another hit And bury your brother And we die young Faster we run Scary is on the wall Scary is on his way Another alley trip Bullets seek the place to bend you over Then you got hit And you shoulda known better Faster we run And we die young