for me You want it better for you, you hang around It's pissing me off, no fucking time for you Give it a year, where will you be? Right where you are
no fucking time for you Give it a year, where will you be? Right where you are now All over me No time for you! You dream of the day where you fit in
译文: 没有警告. 没有你的时间.
So now it's time For me to move on Because I'm not the one No, I'm not the one You wanted it all But I give you, give you none I'm not the one No,
rythym of my love for you, and now it's beating slow, and you know this the end of the road when i sing this slow song for you you And love was nothin
when you sing That lets you know somethin's comin' Oh, it's comin', aww, man somethin's comin' I like this sound of this somethin's comin' You can picture
just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you
And applies to his persona or the sizes In his entourage, that intimidates the people To the point that you know that he's gangster He ain't just say shit, you
hit the exit Do you need some (some) Cuz I know you had a long day, whoa Do you miss me? (me) Cuz I miss you (you) And that sexy little thing You make
thirty eight times Thirty eight times I've looked in those eyes You see me laughing The love when I hold your hand I wanna take you Take you with me
your friends warned you 'bout us Westside macks Girl, you was willin' to take a chance and I respect you for that And at last we're all alone, baby, just you
you're hit, your body's cold Your body's hot, you feel your chest You gasp for breath, you're shot And now your homies is trippin' Lookin' for a gat
THAT WAY KILLERS! these are the killers KILLERS! you know the killers KILLERS! beware of the killers KILLERS! are you a killer? It's time for all to work together for
really keep them psyched? Three of us bleedin', it was ten past midnight! Midnight, time for a homicide South Central C'mon, man, you all bleedin' bad, man You
on a flash light Youn claim you want beef, it's too tough, called your bluff Shot you at such close range, blew out your eardrum Caught you with my mack
you that I still have pictures? However you prefer to do And that goes for Nick too Faggot, you think I'm scared of you? You gonna ruin my career, you
the riot Came from the heaven just to sing a song for you To the rhythm of my love for you And now it's beating slow and you know This the end of the
and family warned me Time after time after time (Chorus): Now tell me How you gonna get something When all you gave up is nothing Everyday, Everyday, Everyday, baby You
