Testo They Ask Me - J-Kwon
Testo della canzone They Ask Me (J-Kwon), tratta dall'album Hood Hop
Ya know, right now, whatever you smoke
Right now 'cause they ask me, and they ask me
And they ask me, they ask me
Now they ask me, "How you know so much at 17?"
"What you mean? You never seen a dysfunctional teen?"
Mama cared for me, Papa wasn't there for me
Older brother sold dope and murph blurr for me
Times got hard, I had to get harder
Let me take that back, I had to get smarter
16, I had me a daughter
Hold up J-Kwon, let's get shit in order
Baby mama, that's a whole nother story
Both too young, both too horny
Cell phone rung, but I didn't anwser
Check my voicemail, my grandma got cancer
Now she layin' up in a old folks home
When it seemed like yesterday, she was home
A month later, stroke popped up, her brain cells gone
The last thing she said was let no one steer you wrong, I'm grown
They ask me, do I believe in God?
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds?
They ask me, do I believe in God?
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds?
Shit fucked up but I can't turn away now
Sold dope around the town, self-esteem way down
Jessie made me tougher, he boxed me up
My mama put me in the system, she locked me up
Now this around the time that we lived on Haley
When I think about it, I don't know none of my family
Except, for the immediate ones
That's why I run to the streets and the gennies handguns
He don't talk much so everybody wanna fight him
Every school I went to, nobody liked him
Never could it be right, I'd try sometimes
So I chilled by myself and cry sometimes
And all I ask from God's to buy some time
Would I bring his name in it If I was lyin'
Now look at what the fuck I did done, done
Terry Jones last son, this is a blessing
I'm grown
They ask me, do I believe in God?
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds?
They ask me, do I believe in God?
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds?
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Now they ask me, "How you know so much at 17?"
"What you mean? You never seen a dysfunctional teen?"
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, whoa
Times got hard, I had to get harder
Let me take that back, I had to get smarter
They ask me, do I believe in God?
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds?
They ask me, do I believe in God?
So I ask them, did I defeat the odds?
You know, I mean
It's okay to cry right now
When you standing by your grandma, your ma
Your brother, your sister, lover, kisser
Tell 'em you love them
'Cause I wish I had the chance to do it, y'know
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Writer(s): Mark Williams, Joe Kent, Jerrell Jones
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