paroles de chanson Nasty Pig - Jestamang

Ghost in my mind
Wish I could leave that shit behind
All they screams and they cries
Followin' me like a night stalker

My motha and fatha
Are always askin' me why?
Why do I live this life?
Why do I pay this price?

And being honest
I can't look my own momma in the eyes
Swear she raised my right
But these streets are mean as hell

When Fatha D looked at me
He said put yo weapons down
This city's full of evil
And he told me that he got me
And he told me Jesus loved me
And that stuck with me
The fathas words in my head

Swirlin'
Like a fuckin' whirlpool
If Jesus always with me
Why'd he let those gangstas
Kidnap Chrissy?

I think if Jesus ain't helpin' you
A Glock 9mm will have to do
And always keep a tight crew

Don't give no 2nd chances
The strongest 1 advances
We are our own Gods
We bow to no odds

(Where's Chrissy?)
We are our own Gods
(What, who?)
We bow to no odds

5'6
150 pounds
Brown eyes
Light brown hair
Chrissy
Where is she?

Fuck you
(Ah, my leg)
Next one is to ya head
(Alright man I swear she's in New York bro)
(She's in New York)
(I swear to God bro)

(Oh God man no c'mon don't fuckin' do this)

Alright thank you