Paroles:
Paint It Black Ghosts

ll be arriving soon captains of the old order clinging to the reins assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains but it's a long road out of

far.. to throw it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me) We came.. way too far pretty baby to throw it all away, throw it all

Biggie Smalls tryin to turn into the black Frank White [Stretch] And we got the workers choppin rock, Benz by the flock And we gettin it, the dirty cops

- Haitian A title, for this joint? Word Association [7L scratching] "Listen up as I take out the rhyme book" "From the rude attitude, done got in it to win it

So My Airplane Lil' Bitty Major Visibilty Bad Boy Lietunant Black Phantom Wit The Black Guts And I'm In It [Chorus] [verse 2: MJG] Fuck It I'mma

today Leave the restless ghost in his old hotel Leave the homeless man in that cardboard cell Let the painted horse on the carousel remain Everything it

stories are painted in black and white i can hear the footsteps that follow to my pulse this paranoia has haunted me like a ghost before I die I will have seen it

of blood I remember her dress of blood My face drowning in there Just screaming in the black night Praying not to be there Heartache, pain - all that remain It

straight Every stage just another way to see cake But niggas still gotta die hate Well fuck it, I'ma do it cause the streets put me to it See y'all niggas is late See it