Short of money, full of life Things changing every other night Eventually, in time In circles when I rewind She takes her time on it It's alright, darling Black and white drawings And I know why I know why Won't you change your mind? You're lost in 1989 Take me to the other side You're lost in 1989 Ordinary lullaby Been gazing in the sunlight Remember me, in time In circles when I rewind She takes her time on it It's alright, darling Black and white drawings And I know why I know why Won't you change your mind? You're lost in 1989 Take me to the other side Infatuation takes its time Sleeping on a Sunday night I'm in the backseat of my mind Reminisce about your eyes You're lost in 1989 (Cool sports, yeah) (Cool sports, yeah) (Cool sports, yeah) (Cool sports, yeah) (Cool sports, yeah) (Cool sports, yeah) Won't you change your mind? You're lost in 1989 Take me to the other side Infatuation takes its time Sleeping on a Sunday night I'm in the backseat of my mind Reminisce about your eyes You're lost in 1989

Let me give you some insight into my insides I haven't been this confused in such a long time Can't believe I've spent years just losing my mind I can't believe that ten years have really gone by It's been a long time Had a plan for every year I've been alive A million more I've built up inside of me There's a million more that I have bottled up Had a plan for every year I've been alive A million more I've built up inside of me There's a million more that I have built up That I've fucked up Do you feel like the hard times Are mountains you've climbed? Lying awake, it still feels Like it's '89 It's been a long time Had a plan for every year I've been alive A million more I've built up inside of me There's a million more that I have bottled up Had a plan for every year I've been alive A million more I've built up inside of me There's a million more that I have bottled up That I've fucked up Those mindless days, the plans that I've made The countless mistakes, all the times I've changed Through the years I faced, all that's kept me sane Every single day Had a plan for every year I've been alive A million more I've built up inside of me There's a million more that I have bottled up Had a plan for every year I've been alive A million more I've built up inside of me There's a million more that I have bottled up Yeah, there's a million more that I have bottled up Yeah, there's a million more that I have built up Yeah, there's a million more that I have bottled up Yeah, there's a million more that I have built up

Ayo, this is what we want you to do right now We want y'all to listen up As we go into some of our greatest hits From Straight Outta Compton, 100 Miles and Running And our new shit, the greatest shit, niggas for life... Let's check this shit out... Give me my pass Give me back my pass Aw shit, man Black bitches, black gangsters are at it again You are now about to witness, the strength of street knowledge Straight off the streets of Compton Dedicated and, by most suckers, hated Would you put your hands together for Eazy-E and N.W.A.? N.W.A's Straight Outta Compton Video banned off M.T.V N.W.A's music banned off most black Radio Stations N.W.A. is criticized and for what? Tellin' it like it is... Yo, we ain't sellin' out Fuck crossing over to them, let them cross over to us Fuck them Long as motherfuckers still buyin' it, the media ain't shit Fuck everybody, let's do it Yo, Dre kick in the bass Niggas with attitudes Niggas with attitudes Niggas with attitudes Niggas with attitudes DJ Yella DJ Yella DJ Yella (everybody freeze) DJ Yella, Yella Make some noise Make some noise Somebody scream MC Ren, the ruthless villain Dre, the motherfuckin' Doctor MC Ren, the ruthless villain Dre, the motherfuckin' Doctor MC Ren, the ruthless villain Dre, the motherfuckin' Doctor MC Ren, the ruthless villain Dre, the motherfuckin' Doctor Everybody, put your motherfuckin' hands in the air Everybody, put your motherfuckin' hands in the air Come on

Solo una hora más en silencio El tiempo para afirmar mi nombre en tu cuello Dejarte una marca un tatuaje eterno Antes que todos vuelvan a hablar de dinero Porque cuando se acabe la fiesta La tribu estará sedienta Será el momento del baile De los Languis Hay solo una hora para algo prohibido Un tiempo de blandos un tiempo de rígidos Quisiera encontrar el golpe preciso El lugar en tu piel para hincar mis colmillos Cuando se acabe la fiesta La tribu estará sedienta Será el momento del baile De los Languis

Words don't come easy to me How can I find a way to make you see I love you? Words don't come easy Words don't come easy to me This is the only way for me to say I love you Words don't come easy Well, I'm just a music man Melodiy's so far my best friend But my words are coming out wrong And I, I reveal my heart to you and Hope that you believe it's true 'cause Words don't come easy to me How can I find a way to make you see I love you? Words don't come easy This is just a simple song That I've made for you on my own There's no hidden meaning you know when I When I say I love you, honey Please believe I really do 'cause Words don't come easy to me How can I find a way to make you see I love you? Words don't come easy It isn't easy, words don't come easy Words don't come easy to me How can I find a way to make you see I love you? Words don't come easy Don't come easy to me This is the only way for me to say I love you Words don't come easy Words don't come easy

(Ugh!) Yeah Yeah Tell me what you want me to be What you want me to be What you want me to be (Ooh) I am tight (Yeah) Fuckin' right (Uh) Tell me what you want me to be What you want me to be What you want me to be (Ooh) I could be the one turned on All you niggas in the back Come and jack me off Yes, so, I could be the one that you want That you want I could be the one that you want So what the fuck, you Get down (Ugh) (Yeah, ooh) I am tight (Yeah) Fuckin' right (Ugh) Tell me what you want me to be What you want me to be What you want me to be (Ooh) Now, I could be the one in time I'm the one who isn't really there I am the light Dischord and rhyme I am the one who isn't anywhere I am tight (Yeah) Fuckin' right (Ugh) Tell me what you want me to be What you want me to be What you want me to be (Ooh) I could be the one turned on All you niggas in the back Come and jack me off Yes, so, I could be the one that you want That you want I could be the one that you want So what the fuck, you Get down Get down

Who the hell said any of you get a taste? (This is stupid!) Do you ever wanna get up all in your face? (You better t-t-take it!) And nothing you can do could ever make me go away (fa-fa-fa-fa-fake it!) Poor baby, I'm gonna make it all okay (pa-pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa!) Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That's what I call entertainment Causin' problems makes you famous All the violence makes a statement Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That's what I call entertainment Causin' problems makes you famous All this violence makes a statement! She better get with the club! Who the hell said any of you get a taste? (This is stupid!) Do you ever wanna get up all in your face? (You better t-t-take it!) And nothing you can do could ever make me go away (fa-fa-fa-fa-fake it!) Poor baby, I'm gonna make it all okay (pa-pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa!) Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That's what I call entertainment Causin' problems makes you famous All the violence makes a statement Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That's what I call entertainment Causin' problems makes you famous All this violence makes a statement! (Doo-doo-doo-doo) (Doo-doo-doo-doo) All this violence makes a statement! Oh, oh, whoa Punch your lights out (oh, oh, whoa) That's what I call entertainment Punch your lights out (oh, oh, whoa) Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That's what I call entertainment Causin' problems makes you famous All the violence makes a statement Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That's what I call entertainment Causin' problems makes you famous All this violence makes a statement! (Doo-doo-doo-doo) (Doo-doo-doo-doo) All this violence makes a statement!

All aboard, hit the road All the bullshit can't be ignored It's hard to place In my face no emotion All the problems make me wanna go Like a bad girl straight to video Little darling, welcome to the show You're a failure played in stereo Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Heidi-ho, here we go No solution, strong undertow Quite unfair, quite a pair No box-office All the problems make me wanna go Like a bad girl straight to video Little darling, welcome to the show You're a failure played in stereo Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh I never noticed, no, never noticed You're so amazing, so a– amazing Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh I never noticed No, never noticed You're so amazing, so a– amazing (Hey) (Hey) All aboard, hit the road All aboard Here we go All the problems make me wanna go Like a bad girl straight to video Little darling, welcome to the show You're a failure played in stereo Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhh I never noticed No, never noticed You're so amazing, so a– amazing I never said it No, never said it You're suffocating, suffocating I never noticed No, never noticed Your beauty's fading, it's fa– fa– fading

The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal With the bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal 'Cause I can't wait for you to knock me out In a minute, minute In a fucking minute I can't wait for you to knock me out In a minute, minute In a second I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up La, la, la Ooh La, la, la Ooh La, la, la Ooh The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal With the bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal 'Cause I can't wait for you to knock me out In a minute, minute In a fucking minute I can't wait for you to knock me out In a minute, minute In a second I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up I don't find it funny right now (right now) I'm almost over my body right now (now) I'm on my way to the party right now (right now) I don't find it funny right now (right now) I'm almost over my body right now (now) I'm on my way to the party right now (right now) Because the break, the break, the break I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up

See them walking hand in hand Across the bridge at midnight Heads turning as the lights Flashing out are so bright She walks right out to the four-line track There's a camera rolling on her back, on her back And I sense a rhythm humming in a frenzy All the way down her spine, spine, spine, spine, spine Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film Lipstick cherry all over the lens As she's crawling And loads of sharp blue water Coming in where she lies The diving man's coming up for air 'Cause the crowd all love pulling Dolly by the hair, by her hair And she wonders how she ever got here As she goes under again, 'gain, 'gain, 'gain, 'gain Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film (two minutes later) Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film Voices in your body come through on the radio Wider, baby, smile And you've just made a million Fuses pumping That shit coming out on a wire Take one last glance into the night I'm touching close, I'm holding bright, holding tight Give me shudders in a whisper Take me out like a shooting a star, star, star, star, star Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film (two minutes later) Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film (see you together) Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film (see you later) Girls on film, girls on film, girls on film

Beat me up, beat me down Mess me up beyond all recognition For what it's worth, I'd do it again With no consequence, I will do it again Hard up, so hunt me down, down, down Jump the gun, bust a cap, hit the crowd Yo, yo, yo, word My tendency's never returned Received like a big fat jerk A bit silly, but not absurd Criminal, that's what I heard Thinking thoughts that's most impure So everything's splendid, sure I'm just there to injure On the fence, the consequence What do they know about that? On the track, ahead of the pack What do they know about that? I'm quite depressed, I'm quite a mess Beat me up, beat me down Mess me up beyond all recognition For what it's worth, I'd do it again With no consequence, I will do it again Hard up, so hunt me down, down, down Jump the gun, bust a cap, hit the crowd Yo, yo, yo, word My tendency's never returned Received like a big fat jerk I been silly, but not absurd Criminal, that's what I heard Tell ya thoughts that's most impure So everything's splendid, sure I'm just there to injure On the fence, the consequence What do they know about that? On the track, ahead of the pack What do they know about that? I'm quite depressed, I'm quite a mess (Hey) someone to stab in the back (Hey) someone to fall through the crack (Hey) someone to punch in the face (Hey) someone to fall through the crack Written all over my face Written all over my face Written all over my face Written all over my face Written all over my face Written all over my face Written all over my face Written all over my face! Jump the gun, bust a cap, hit the ground Yo, yo, yo, word My tendency's never returned Received like a big fat jerk I been silly, but not absurd Criminal, that's what I heard Tell ya thoughts that's most impure So everything's splendid, sure I'm just there to injure On the fence, the consequence What do they know about that? On the track, ahead of the pack What do they know about that? I'm quite depressed, I'm quite a mess