(I think I got jealous) It's the worst thing that I could do(I think I got jealous) 'Cause I knew(I think I got jealous) I knew(I think I got jealous)
Übersetzung: Verletzt. Got Jealous.
: Please don't hurt me I have told you All my love is all i've got And tomorrow is the day When I for your sake I'm coming back And you tell me That
truth hurts, but don't get mad at me I'm talkin' to those who got larceny [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] Larceny, meaning bein' jealous-hearted Over little
no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts
: Tupac) Started with five shots, niggas plotting to kill him Never figured that, that same nigga sell five million Hit the charts like a mad man nothing but hits Court cases got
cause the ride get tricky See you got some niggas on your side That say they're your friends But in real life they your enemies And then you got
many times he crossed the line, overboard, overdrawn, over looked, it's over now She looks at herself no one to turn to, then she wonders how it got
: It hurts me when you cry, when you feel the love is gone. Don't give up on us when you got so much to believe in. And so I beg you please stay yeah
a better man. I'd listen to her Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted Cause he's taken you for granted And everything you had got
be a better man. I'd listen to her Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted Cause he's taken you for granted And everything you had got
single, yes, I don't mind, ya know. All I want is a good time. (Somebody tell the truth.)--- * Lost my baby 'fore the summer sun was through. (*) Hurt and jealous
Livin' in the past, livin' ghetto fab', never lookin' back! But the fact is that I never went nowhere! The truth is, me and my own ghetto got a love affair. (got
deh business Before somebody gets hurt Ah kno u thought that how mi cheating Don't matter was jus the hurting I got a friend that's doing nursing But she got
say that I was special Everything was right But now you think I'm wearing too much make-up That my dress is too tight You got no reasons to be jealous
: Proud enough for you to call me arrogant Greedy enough to be labeled a thief Angry enough for me to go and hurt a man Cruel enough for me to feel no
near steal plenty No morals are instilled in me So remorse I really don't feel any Eat your heart out, Hannibal Understandable why you're jealous, fucking animal I got
