Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: MSG
Every day, I think about you. All the time, crazy for you. Tell my self, again and again. I'll be patience but then. I feel you, deep in my heart. Sell my soul, for just one part. Could it be, ohh ... that is.
1. Wind blows back and the batons charging. It winds all the way. Right to the butt of my gun. Maybe now your time has come. From the back streets there's a rumbling. Smell of anarchy. No more nice time, black boy shoe.