My Dream

Lyrics

[Intro] 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 ... [Chorus] 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! [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] 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! [Verse 2] 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) [Chorus] 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! [Verse 3] 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 stage 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 [Chorus: (2X)] 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!