John Morony Poets
Where i'm From - ACT
They ain't saying nothing, government oppress
The sounds of gun powder firin' next,
Pimps, hos, bikies, street gangs show
Repping their code, work for drugs & clothes.
The G-Unit flats to Red Hill slums
North & South side bear rich and bums
Sleepin' in on shelters, step to the 'burbs
Capitol Hill spread lies ya heard
Corruptions a must in the ACT
Easy to get caught, no clean - it's gritty.
Jumpin the border, Q-Town represent
Feds still roam coz crooks are present.
The city of nightclubs, nightlife, the bustle
Underground fightclubs, high life, the hustle.
Drivin' the roundabout of disgrace
Try to find a place in the land of misplaced.