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
lead If I aimed up, 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
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
and don't worry Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang
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
the truth but you're out there lyin' Face it girl, white ain't black This time, it's over don't come back Tasted pain as the years go by Don't be a ghost
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'll be ghost Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
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,
ain't that then it ain't right If you be knowin' that, you'll be aight My heart goes out to the homeless and poor And my niggas in the bing that didn't
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'
right across from hell, I can't cry 'Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin' life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin' to my peoples
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
cry I wonder how many black Gods must die At night time I can hear the earth cry I hear her cry, peace to the earth, I cry
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
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's on then