the roadside At the truckstop to rest my tired eyes And I'm still pretending That you're still by my side Steady hands, get me out Steady hands, get me out
译文: 觉得被抛弃了. （技艺安迪Badac）稳定手.
译文: 觉得被抛弃了. 稳定手.
by the roadside At the truckstop to rest my tired eyes And I'm still pretending That you're still by my side Steady hands, get me out Steady hands, get me out
buck Buck buck [Verse 2: Krayzie] Leathaface in the place and I'm warned you niggas I'm coming quicker than a goddamn missile Movin and huntin, steady winnin out
my ass We apologize to all our fans with hands in the stands But fuck these niggas writin' in these magazine nigga man damn Back to set it straight we never left
' foul. If he even move and step like he hatin'--knock 'em out. And then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag 'em out onto the dance floor.
put your hands up so suductive took yo mans girl nothin , ice green night light chain is nothin , tongue grown out , thang poked out, use the left side of his brain is right minds out
our posse at the door Should I stop? Nah cool, here's more Of this song, a funky Christmas melody 'Cause Jordan K feels oh so Christmasey Throw your hands
'm steady wantin' more, Every day is a test, yes, I try hard, But I'm strugg-a-lin' with every breath, I pray to God that the woman that I left at home
in the ground 'Fore I put some wack shit out I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five thousand mark Y'all steady, tryin' to drown a shark Ain
a jungle It's like a jungle It's like a jungle out here, so much struggle out here And my dreams steal my rest, sleep's the cousin of death Always feels
with my hands Maybe that's why, every last thing I write is a jam Minus the fans, the flights to Japan, I am the man Anyone who feel they could see me
above what's real That's why I'm feelin' like you're makin' me bugged I puff an El on fifty deuce while I walk in the rain Heart feelin' killa pain
the rhyme that you can swing to The Flavor Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause I'm heavy-handed Whip out
dit-dit-dit-dit (down) This is for the niggas from my section Hope you learned the lesson Bully niggas betta hold it (down) [Verse 1 - Big Scoob] Left, right, right, left
call back. Leave aint nothing left to say to you thugs get lonely you know. Chorus I sit alone im my room dreaming without a care talking out
on) Too many niggas on your block for you to eat (Hang on) Them out of town niggas steady trying to creep (Hang on) Hang on, if you're out in the cold
