This is war It's a war over me War over me Turn my darkness to light (I have a purpose) Since the day I was born I will die just to live, just to bleed I will fight for my life 'Til I believed

I'm going back home where I was born You can have it you can have it Got to go home got to go home First I planned to stay but I can't live this way Try to understand I think this city's grand But with all it's charm give me the little country farm Oh

It just come natural And I love you It's what I was born to do Don't have to think it through Baby, it's so easy loving you Sun shines, clouds rain Train whistles blow and guitars play Preachers preach, farmers plow Wishes go up, and the world goes round

Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's being born Same time a man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only natural I explain My plateau, and also, what defines my name First it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm

Here I go again on my own Goin' down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I'll keep livin' the life Living the dream on my own. We could all live the dream I ain't wasting no more time Funny how things change Yet they

We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine In our yellow submarine In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found a sea of

To find the truth we must turn around We are lost but keep moving forward We're born helpless But guided by humanity What was compassion? Soon controls the way we think Familiarity has left me desensitized And inanity keeps deception disguised History

Born under a bad sign Been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all If it wasn't for bad luck, you know I wouldn't have no luck at all Hard luck and trouble is my only friend I been on my own ever since I was

(Conceived) Give me your hand (and born was one of light) Blood is spilt and man will follow (Rain and dark) Raise your head and taste the courage (the one of light) Fall from grace, unholy night I've come here to kill you Won't leave until you've died

I was born to run Born to run There's an old man sittin' on a front porch now Talkin' 'bout how it used to be When I was young I was a hell of a man My father died when I was ten I hit the road to find a job Had to feed my family