Use me, I'm beautiful Take me, I'm yours Hurt me, it feels like medicine And all I deserve People have funny things Swimming inside They swing like pendulums
译文: 垃圾. 利用我.
Use me, I'm beautiful. Take me, I'm yours. Hurt me, It feels like medicine, And all I deserve... People have funny things Swimming inside. They swing
rock star ass Got a tub full of money that's a rock star bath Then I use more money to wipe my rock star ass Then I throw it in the garbage that rock
'll be everywhere comfortably now who pumped you and told you to come romp with me you the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin' off
scared of what you think of me, I'm scared of even telling you Sometimes I'm like the only person I feel safe to tell it to I'm locked inside a cell in me
it away) Tell mea?¦ (I can't tell you anything) Tell me you want to be free, tell me, tell me, Give me some encouragement (I feel, I feel, I feel) And make me
the road Shoot your mouth off if you know where you're aiming Don't forget to pick up what you sow Talking trash to the garbage around you See me kickin
See me comin' to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holdin' onto the devil I know All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
star ass Got a tub full of money that's a rock star bath Then I use more money to wipe my rock star ass Then I throw it in the garbage that rock star
Someone's in the kitchen, trying to cook me up some trouble Someone's in the kitchen, trying to stir me up inside He's been itching to try and burst my
reaching into heaven When over in the ghetto I'm livin in hell Just play ball or be an entertainer 'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well Nobody loves me
the nerve to drop my ass up outta college My teacher said I'se a loser, I told her, "Why don't you kill me? I give a fuck if you fail me, I'm gonna follow
the car left Ghost'll clap for me, fuck, rap for me Yo, tell them niggas on the Island, get strapped for me Het wet ya, and throw the stocking On his
don't know Except I saw something in the way of things Something grinning at me and I wanted to know, was it funny? Was it so funny it followed me down
artist you still enslaved by the principles because they're heartless first they make you imitate another man's skill now you use your power for another
back for these troubles to grab me And they've gotten a hold on me My oh my, things ain't what they used to be Looks to me like Eastside got problems
niggas see me shine my gators Cock the gauges, down we be rippin the stages, what nigga [Capone] Niggas wanna place a stake in my chest, lay me to rest The projects display me
