Like the Dead End Kids, we used to play in the streets Never worrying about grief, football spelled relief Ronnie Ritney was the coach for us See, he taught us to play almost every single day, okay Now on Evergreen was Larry and Mike and Lon My cousin Boo lived there too, just to name a few And Shi-rone, he’s bad to the bone, Boo’s little sidekick And a badass mouth, we used to fights On Harman Street, was Zach, Leo and Ed Me, Jody and Boo by June, Rocky And then comes Tommy and Cedric Lamont and Greg, unique in our own right At times we’d fight, but that’s aight Still, not realizing we had love, it showed when we played No phony charades Against one another, now, while I write this song It’s like some are still alive and a couple are gone We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists As kids, you’re overlooking death It didn’t seem important or serious, it just seems curious It was about waking to a bowl of cereal Cartoons on Saturdays, karate flicks, and like Riding your skateboard or bicycle It went as deep as Killer Joe on the corner drinking Ripple, plus Puerto Rican kids on the block were cool, we got along We all knew right from wrong By far, we got a dose that life was hard A Spanish kid we were close with was killed by a car Shocking, Alberto was hit on the block, and Death was spontaneous, his moms was clocking him Cross the street, he just received an award For Little League Baseball like a hour before Plus – he didn’t even get to see the summer set in Dying all young at the age of seven It opened up my eyes more that the flesh was weak As a kid, thinking shit like that was mad deep Peep it We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why Now, when somebody is gone, that’s when you realize how close you was How close you are – like a scar Real deep, it takes time to heal And, still, from time to time, you wish you could find the way to forgive And let ‘em know you forgave But they can’t feel six feet deep inside the grave What’s left but attend his wake? Believing if it was you, he’d do it for old time’s sake Damn, I'm disturbed by the news when I was told, I was sitting Knowing damn well Boo ain’t bullshitting My life, flashed like big bills of cash, and good times we had Now it’s all so sad One of my childhood pals hit the road When you take to the streets, then you die by the code But in this case, who knows what went down? Bottom line is wishing that he still was around Now, he found a spot in my heart, or should I say lobotomy Mike, yo, you’re trapped inside of me And every other brother in Bushwick who rushed to your side thick All down with the clique Yeah, God bless, he laid to rest Called him Mike Boogie, that’s what describes the nigga best We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live a life and die Life’s so damn short, man, I wonder why We’re born to live We’re born to live We’re born to live We’re born to live Like that, y’all, like that, y’all