got no time We got no time We got no time left at all No, no We got no time We got no time We got no time left at all No, no, no We got no time left
the same breath? And how many times have we tried to grab something when there was nothin'... We got no time we got no time we got no time left at all
Översättning: Just Jack. No Time.
on the radio At least one time? It's cool though! We getting major paper on the underground You thought it was them other fools, though It was us the whole time
" ? Jinx! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah [Repeat a few times] Summertime in the city And everybody's having sex You know I just
(Jack White/Mark Spiro) You always run to me Whenever she leaves you We trade philosophy But nothing can free you Too many poison arrows hit The heart
important to me than the persons I've raised? I guess I'm saying that to say the opportunity That they just don't equate to all the time they take away
(Jack White/Mark Spiro) Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow It's just a matter of time Until you're running back in my arms again Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow
You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You got niggaz that's mad, cause I'm always with they bitch Then you got niggaz that just don't like me You
be in that place) Just lettin' you know that you're not alone (If you're tryin' to get out) Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road (Just
them bitches find a pole Plus I been sippin' so this shit is movin' kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go [Chorus -
away from the only thing I've ever known. Like a blind dog without a bone, I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone. I hi-jacked a rainbow and crashed
them man, tell them how it is) Lemme tell you what time is it I got a ho from the East, got a ho from the West Got a ho that likes to jack it off and
to talk I want the right to speak, I want the right to walk Where I wanna yell and I'm gonna Tell and rebel every time I'm on a Microphone on the stage
nor there, just beware 'Cause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flair You now listenin' to the most hated And most loved at the same time 'cuz
slamma Tighten up my knockas with a big lead hammer It's the G-style Gangsta style Some of the times, I write my raps with extreme speed Some of the times
