I lost another friend Good times, bad times You know I had my share When my woman left home With a brown eyed man But I still don't seem to care at all Good times, bad times
Übersetzung: Cracker. Good Times Bad Times.
bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen [Chorus] Oh every time
sling crack and stack up chips, with Can, P-lo, Big Ju and The Kid, and my man Fifty used to smack a bitch, and the good and the bad on the one three
: [Verse One:] When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see
it's gone It's the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin on Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack Addicted to the game, so
be acting right Cause both black and white are smokin crack tonight And only time we deal is when we kill each other It takes skill to be real, time
You are appreciated Verse One: 2Pac When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time,
and down she like to ride on top Fast, prayin that the condom pop That's foul, but fuck it it's all hood to me Now Hollywood's been real real good to
up the para-familiar, (fuck with me!) I wanna win so bad nigga I kill ya! Get in the way, this 6 spray, I'm bad news. Denzel when the trumpet blow, more
with his gun I bled so bad I could feel the blood run Bedlam in Belgium It was bedlam in Belgium Bedlam in Belgium Came for a good time Left on the
said "Do you believe we are fundamentally judgmental? Fundamentally evil?" And you said Yes. And I said do you believe in revenge, in right or wrong, good or bad
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve But that's what you need man, and you need it bad And yer trouble is you know it too good "Cause you
bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen [Chorus:] Oh every time I close
Never find a bad bar. I'm in my backyard, Rollin' kronic. Rap rollick, Artists like Jack Pollock. Drop shit so sick I need an antibiotic. I'm an otter And I'll crack
to talk to me As if I am gonna hear it. All I do is crack jokes, Space out, And write lyrics. My brain's unraveled over time Like a rope does. Lost my
Hantier' mit Kettensagen 'rum, schwimm' mit wei?en Haien im Aquarium. Ich lieg' auf einem Ameisenhaufen und bin mit Honig eingeschmiert. Ich trinke Gift und rauche Crack
Your Bone Thug, Youre Not A Fighter Mic Check, My Check, Your Provider You Memorize Well You're A Good Reciter. See, The Clock Ticks And Now Its My Time
