Besedila:
Band Tired Of Waiting

no choice, and could not speak a word But the picture is fading, and I'm tired of waiting ...

, concert tonite Dit dit dit dit dit dit dit Concert, concert tonite The music's comin' at you You know it's worth the wait You'll lose those tired-of

down now so I can catch it I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it Play it to the band 'cause Petey Pablo threw me a bone So I could fetch it, fetch it

Take me to your place in space I'm simply tired of mad rage On rocket ship no time to wait I just want to gravitate It's out of sight, it's out of sight

don't hear you talkin'? like "why wayne and dram' workin'? didn't wayne dis dram'? didn't dram' dis wayne?" (Gangsta grillz you bastards!) see ya'll niggas just wait

just won't wait Take me to the dance and hold me tight I want to see the bright lights tonight There's crazy people running all over town There's a silver band

wouldn't wait He earned his love through discipline A thundering, velvet hand His gentle means of sculpting souls Took me years to understand The leader of the band is tired

man chases his tail just as fast as he can Charlie the methadone, the methadone man Oh, Charlie the methadone, the methadone man Waiting, waiting, waiting

Check, check 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, it's rolling Yeah, yeah, yeah, Dr. Dre up in here y'all know what this is It's what y'all been waiting for funk master Flex