stronger Took your worst Nothing left could harm me more These eyes of death A beaming focus of my fate These ghosts Shall haunt forever These ghosts
: [Leonel Valdez/Mario Linhares] "There's somethings you better don't dream 'cos they'll hold your soul into the emptiness as a black hole drowning
on fat optimos You chose to test those uptown boys You done got on a straight ride and cant get off Lets all get a stolen car And roll through they ward When it's dark
hoping that he's listenin Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these
can do without me How can I survive? Got me askin white Jesus will a ni**a live or die, cause the Lord can't see us in the deep dark clouds of the projects
, they all yell at me And the media is greedier than most You could sell em your soul or they'll be on ya til a niggaz ghost And everyday I read the paper
, currency chasin Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark
Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes and got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive to cloak
autumn came Took you away I never expected you to stay Black tears fallin' In the cold rain I woke up one night To the darkest dream Your pretty ghost
out to the crowds, Hey yaw, Hey yaw! Why don't you meet me, Back at the tepee? We'll lay down by the camp fire. There, in the dark night, We'll smoke
lost and never found Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground I hitched a ride, until the coast To leave behind, all of my ghosts
: Once was a legend of old In a time of days long ago The clattering beat of a horse on the street He appeared from the fog like a ghost I could feel
town Put some sugar in my bowl I feel like laying down I'm as pale as a ghost Holding a blossom on a stem You ever seen a ghost? No But you have heard
All the laughter is just making me sad The stars have turned cherry red I'm strumming on my gay guitar Smoking a cheap cigar The ghost of our old love
: save the heart of your darkness for me I won?t mind you for a dance or two I?m in love but you seem to be stoned, too they shut it down for a certain
lost, I couldn't say why. I needed strength to change my mind but those ghosts stick to me like glue, hating life, believing I was no good It was a darkness
: As soon as my eyes shut the slide show begins Yesterday is gone now and panic sets in With a weight upon my chest and a ghost upon my back And the
