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My God Lyrics

Popcaan

Do a lot of push-up and sit-up
And... nuff a dem waan see you drop
'Pon your face dem waan you trip up
But...
I don't fear dem...
Oh no
I don't hear dem
I don't hear...

Baby G, me nah stop shame dem
Hit song nah stop play dem
Millions haffi go inna me savings
Dem just a work in vain cah

My God nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Thank God me no deh 'pon the stretcher
My God nah mek me suffer
Nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Any weh me goal deh me haffi go for
My God nah mek me suffer

Me born poor, but me nah dead poor
Through the signs of me lifetime
A something weh me can't ignore
And the place weh me come from
Saint Thomas, Portmore
Nuff youths haffi tek on the road
From dem inna kaki cloths
Evil heart can't hurt we
Evil man can't win
Evil heart can't hurt we
Ask van Persie

My God nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Thank God me no deh 'pon the stretcher
My God nah mek me suffer
Nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Any weh me goal deh me haffi go for
My God nah mek me suffer

Big up Saint Thomas, Portland
Unno know me a star from day one
From happy grove man a write up peer song
Nuff a dem no consider fi build one
Me lock the world now, a no just Cayman
Waterford, Naggo Head man, Braeton
Waterhouse, Maxfield and Plain-land
No fear daemon nor Satan
Still me haffi buy a Benz
Fi me little bredda Nathan
Father Shag and Jewel a celebrate and
And dem say Popcaan a great man
Enemies can't tear 'pon me cauz

My God nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Thank God me no deh 'pon the stretcher
My God nah mek me suffer
Nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Any weh me goal deh me haffi go for
My God nah mek me suffer

Unruly, God is with me
Anywhere I go
Jah is with me
Jah is with me
Anywhere we go

My God nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Thank God me no deh 'pon the stretcher
My God nah mek me suffer
Nah mek me suffer
My God nah mek me suffer
Any weh me goal deh me haffi go for
My God nah mek me suffer

Ghetto youths, unno haffi get fit up
Do a lot of push-up and sit-up
And... nuff a dem waan see you drop
'Pon your face dem waan you trip up
But...
I don't fear dem...
Oh no
I don't hear dem
I don't hear...

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