Woorden:
The Black Ghosts Don T Cry

me your heart Don't cry, dear, it ain't worth it The rain on your face says it all Don't cry, dear, it ain't worth it Together we'll fall Don't cry

giving me your heart don't cry dear it aint worth it the rain on your face says it all don't cry dear it aint worth it together we'll fall don't cry

and dead, copa said don't matter cats scatter Suckas get touched, niggaz get rushed Watch em transform into animal form, wicked Hell-born Lord of the Flies, cry

let go of my hand [x2] Styles P: This is for Hoods everywhere I'm Back We aint come here for the chit chat but shit got a hell of a kickback And I don't

and have a good time with G O D Make you snap your fingers or wiggle Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle Shake that body, party that body Don't fuck with Ghost

I ain't duck, I'd be on my deathbed Sucker move, for that they don't get no props Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots We in the block,

Outlawz on a paper chase Can you relate to this shit? I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin' with fate, hoping God don't close the gate If it'

in prayers Afraid of a beast that stalked the earth You're bringing the Jesus, it cross don't work I seen your type before you read all the laws But

black Range Faster than the red ghost, gettin' ghost wit' Pac, man One time, know a got a knack to get that change Leader of the black gang, ROC, man Bang like T