a book
by it's cover
Don't you tell me I'm
so good and so fine
Cause I was raised in the streets of the gutter
I felt your love for me blind, no eyes
Cause you see,
I dabbled so long at the bottom
Till I was strong, till I reached the top
Cause I was born good to be bad
Lord, I had to fight for
everything that I had
Listen baby, born good to be bad
And lovin' me can only make you sad
Mad sad
Fee -fee -fi -fo -fun
I'm public enemy number one
Listen, baby
Fee -fee -fi -fo -fun
Tell you I'm a real bad son of a gun
The kickin ''s so downtrodden
Hustlin' so hard out there
in the streets
You've got to bow to the
people surrounding
When you ain't got a bite to eat
Oh, baby, but it ain't easy
to be cold -hearted
Baby, when you say the
sweet loving things
You know I was born to be there
Lord, I had to fight for
everything that I had
Listen, baby, born to be there
And lovin' me will only make you sad,
sad, sad
Be beat that for fun
I'm probably gonna be number one
Be beat that for fun
Tell you I'm a real bad son of a
gun
Oh, don't ask me cause I won't give up,
give up my success
For ten hundred years I'll bleed this milk
Though I love you,
I can't do what you ask me
Until I'm on top and dressed in silk
Cause I was born, listen to me man
You know I had to hope for
everything that I had
I tell you I was born, huh, to be bad
And loving me would only make you sad
Listen baby, I was born, huh, to be bad
I've got to hope for
everything that I listened
Ask your friends, I was born, huh, to be