Ooh Ooh Ooh

Livin' by the gun
You gotta put your best foot forward
She told her son if you wanna see your daughter

You better stay alive, don't get caught in the crossfire
But it's do or die and the boy can't stay on the sidelines
He lives for the city, might drive but he won't leave
White lines in the concrete jungle

You better run, run, run
You better run, run, run

Livin' by the gun
A bullet could take away your mornin'
She told her son I better not hear your name Pre-Chorus]
Long days, cold nights
Right place, wrong time
Downtown, Still got love for the city
with the concrete jungle

You better run, run, run
You better run, run, run

It's amazing how we don't go
The grass is greener
The roots lay there
The roots lay there
The roots lay there

You better run, run, run
You better run, run, run
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah