Fast Talk (Bad Child Remix)

Me and my best friends cruising down West End Street
Bobbing from cops and driving circles round the block all week
All of my friends died out on West End soon
They say we're born to die young but
We're just trying to live in peace

So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty and you know it put your hands up
'Cause God is just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?
Then we better run
Then we better run

All of my friends went crazy on LSD
Sailing their cars through the big bright city streets
And everyone who knows our name says that we are ever gonna change
They say we're born to die young but we're trying to find a better way
They say we're born to die young but we're trying to find a better way

Maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty and you know it put your hands up
'Cause God is just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?
Then we better run
Then we better run

So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty and you know it put your hands up
'Cause God is just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?
Then we better run
Then we better run
Then we better run