Testo di Cry, Cry, Cry

Are you ready for bad blood? I´ve got my share I´m sick of them sweet sweet nothings Oh! In my ear Ain´t funny I´m the honey All your money just can´t buy So baby you can cry cry cry Now the last laugh is mine You ready for hot stuff? Be prepared I´m sick of your cheap cheap hustle Oh! Don´t cha dare Let us pray the lord have mercy On your mercenary mind ´Cause even if you cry cry cry Your heart out I won´t be kind Are you ready for good times? Hard to bear! You´re steppin´ on holy ground Hold it there! I´m fading out your hologram - A phoney toothpaste smile Remember when you cry cry cry Your heart out I did mine