My Life.

I was just a drug dealer roaming In the streets. Selling Irie drug's signing quicker money deal's. Living Bigger dream's every neaggee ever dreamt to live Murdered all the motherfuckers Boboclata's Down Dead Never wanted Anybody challenge In my town I was wicked Evil demma Always talk about my style Now see me serving God right in my new style Back In my Day's I was wicked I was evil never Understood the presence of the lord in my life. Always after Money Always After pretty thing's. Sexy pussy bitches Flashy Cars Such firking things. Now see me struggling with my life on a sick bed. With a disease me can never have a very quick cure. Sad is my life, Happiness and death. I was just a hommie Running Errands for the rich guy, everyday every moment every hour every second In the ghetto corner. Oneside. He has used me like Am his own fucking slave. Everyday me am working All day still I cry Lord God me I need your Right hand in my life. Right now me I pray put your movement In my life, Let me too be pure LORD Let me do some real Good. In the city That I live let me pay the poor bills. So help me God so that me I serve you well. Now dey see dat Serving God Is my new style. No more killing, stealing, feeling sily, Robbing One another In the streets we are put All Oneside. God is my Guide, He's my light, He's my life. Now roaming free In The street's Once again. They thought dey really put we down so that me can end of this life. Me nor give A fucking dem, Me I study to the end. Who will win me or you? Good or bad man. Evil deed's or Good deed's. Check your live style. Before you are even think of reaching judgement Day. God is my guide he's the light in my way. He has made it possible for me to sing loud. Me I try to do my best which is always hid inside. Get the fuck of my Way. Babylonian Man.