My God

My God!
Can you imagine living in a ghetto so hard?
No facade, this is real.
Oh, my God!
Can you imagine living in a city so fierce?
No police, where they have their own God.
Can you imagine this is where the kids gonna dance
Growing up to be roughnecks
My God!
Can you imagine this is where we come from (come from, come from, come from, ...)?



Credits
Writer(s): Keinan Warsame, Dante Smith
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