My Dream - Nesbeth

Make me start da one yah…

Like how Martin Luther King woulda start it

My dream, my dream

My dream, my dream, my dream

Tell you, my dream is, fi live my dream

Hail di Most High inna mi sleep when mi see him

Tell you, my goal, my goal, my goal

All of my goal is fi reach my goal

Live a happy life, put it pon mi headstone

Nobody nuh fi cry over mi dead …

Look at me now

Weh them treat me less than gold

Put mi inna box, like a rectangle

Oh ohh

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

And mi a tell you, my life!

Weh dem use to go roun' me, go roun'

No one use to come roun' me

My life was so lonely, oh ohh!

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

Me a take plane like JUTC

When you see me, it’s on TV

Shows after shows, after shows, after shows

Tours, after tours, after tours, after tours

When me name call its like roars, after roars

Sweet melody, and pures, after pures

Them lock a one door

Mi buss doors, after doors

After doors, after doors, after doors, after doors

Look at me now

Weh them treat me less than gold

Put me inna box, like a rectangle

Oh ohh

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

And mi a tell you, my life!

Weh dem use to go roun' me, go roun'

No one use to come roun' me

My life was so lonely, oh ohh!

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

Jah blessings just a blow over… this a cup yah

And a cover, Jah Jah soldier

From board house, to side walk, to leather sofa

Dem say me living like the Cosa Nostra

No sah!

Me no mix up inna Coke-ah

Marijuana, no dust to da nose yah

Oil, no powder, not a obeah

Cyan get over (oh no)

Look at me now

Weh them treat me less than gold

Put me inna box, like a rectangle

Oh ohh

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

And mi a tell you, my life!

Weh dem use to go roun' me, go roun'

No one use to come roun' me

My life was so lonely, oh ohh!

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

Me a thank God fi mi blessing

No, me cyan afford fi give back to some a the same people dem weh use to say

things

All who used to say «him nah buss, him cyan buss»

Dem same one a take bus, come a mi state show come fi call up dem

But mi still a call up dem

Buss dem, but me cyan trust dem

See dem, but me nah touch dem

Nuh hate dem, but me cyan love dem

From Trench Town

A next star rise again

Look at me now

Weh them treat me less than gold

Put me inna box, like a rectangle

Oh ohh

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!

And mi a tell you, my life!

Weh dem use to go roun' me, go roun'

No one use to come roun' me

My life was so lonely, oh ohh!

Look at me now, oh!

Look at me now, oh oh!

Look at me now, oh!