When you started in Seattle

You were barely just a kid

I think you learned how to dope in Texas

Just like everybody did

When you came out to the South Bronx

You were anything but clean

The Babe had the number 3

So you tempted fate and you settled on 13, 13, 13

Some things don’t come down to luck

It’s just the way that you add it up, 13

You didn’t lack the numbers

Or the talent or the drive

But sometimes we all need just a little more

To make us feel alive

And you were sure that you wouldn’t get caught

Sneaky and serpentine

Detection is for losers

And losers just don’t hang out with 13, 13, 13

Some things don’t come down to luck

It’s just the way that you add it up, 13

Sometimes I wonder what I’d do

If I’d had the chance to stand inside your spikes and shoes

It didn’t help when your talents dwindled

It didn’t help when your body failed

It didn’t help when all your handlers

Were facing time in jail

It might have helped if you showed remorse

But you don’t know what that means

Contrition is for losers

Until you lose it all, unlucky like 13, 13, 13

Some things don’t come down to luck

It’s just the way that you add it up, 13, 13 13

Some things don’t come down to luck

It’s just the way that you add it up, 13