Idioma Origen:
I got no reason, to lie to you
What's in the cards, that's what I do
I was born a-running and laughing out loud
With my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds
You better run, baby you better run
I got a blade like lightning, silver bullets in my gun
I'm short , I'm tall; I'm black , I'm white
Sometimes I be wrong, sometimes I be right
I'm iron and steel, I'm bad to the bone
You come looking for trouble, honey don't you come alone
You better run, oh baby you better run
I got a blade like lightning, silver bullets in my gun
I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go,
I seen things and been people, that nobody knows
I'm talking in pictures and I'm painting them black,
I seen Satan coming honey, in a big black Cadillac
You better run, oh baby you better run
I got a blade like lightning, silver bullets in my gun
Idioma Destino:
I got no reason, to lie to you
What's in the cards, that's what I do
I was born a-running and laughing out loud
With my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds
You better run, baby you better run
I got a blade like lightning, silver bullets in my gun
I'm short , I'm tall; I'm black , I'm white
Sometimes I be wrong, sometimes I be right
I'm iron and steel, I'm bad to the bone
You come looking for trouble, honey don't you come alone
You better run, oh baby you better run
I got a blade like lightning, silver bullets in my gun
I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go,
I seen things and been people, that nobody knows
I'm talking in pictures and I'm painting them black,
I seen Satan coming honey, in a big black Cadillac
You better run, oh baby you better run
I got a blade like lightning, silver bullets in my gun