I have no guts,
But I have God
I don't have your kind of beauty,
But with my friends, they treat me perfectly,
With them, I can laugh out loud
But I'm lost in crowded crowd.
Neither turning right, nor left or U turns,
I can kill, that's for sure
With a pistol on my holster,
You have to hide away forever
I am the predator, you're my prey
If you have HIM, then start to pray.
