got time on my side It's not like you've got an alibi Who could testify for our wasted lives Hey kids You've been typecast all your lives, but no more
Translation: The Thrills. Our Wasted Lives.
my side It's not like I've got time on my side Who will testify For our wasted lives Hey kids, You've been type cast all your lives but no more
you about one of our Most deadly, killers in the country today I had a dream the other night, and I Was sittin' in my living room Dozed off to sleep
on the radar Me, I'm a taker Know what the stakes are Can't roll it back, it's understood Got to play our cards Me, I'm a creator Thrill is to make
gotta a baby but it's momma act like he ain't mine Wicked women using children to live on When I hurt and try to hate 'cause she knows the thrill is
's between the sheets Used to find an hour between start and go What ever happened to staying up all night? When the bed became our island and it was just you and I Our
now I'm living! Heaven can wait forevermore. Heaven can wait! I am to live like I want to also before I'll die. Heaven can wait! you can't thrill me!
youp Life is so much better When there's some little something To do! Does it matter that this waste of time Is what makes a life for you? hmmmmm?
By a vague suspicion But, baby, you know That you heard it from a jealous liar Can we start improving On our heart's condition? Can we stop wasting
all our lives and all of this waste when will the suffering cease and do we all deserve our peace (destiny is but to run) will our wealth increase when
feel for you words cannot express You fill me up with happiness Come and get my love, don't turn around I will never let you down, come and get my love Don't waste
up, still I live fast wouldn't know it face to face Got no soul and got no taste Moving in speed up the pace I got it locked though, what a waste All
I give to you is a piece of paradise. Heaven can wait! NOW I'm living! Heaven can wait forevermore. Heaven can wait! I am to live like I want to
you about one of our Most deadly Killers in the country today I had a dream the other night, and I Was sittin' in my living room Dozed off to sleep
and skullies and Timmies Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink But don't think we wastin our time
baby but it's momma act like he ain't mine. Wicked women using children to live on When I hurt and try to hate cause she knows the thrill is gone Say
