Vybz Kartel

Vybz Kartel - Life Sweet Remix

rate me

Me know say life nice,

As bad as him be

Me know say him nuh wah dead.

Den, Jesus Christ,

Tell me why society try stop

Ghetto yute corn bread

Dats not nice

Cah dem know youth a go rise up

And buss coppa and lead,

And end up wanted

And I'm grindin until I'm tired

Cause they said you ain't grindin until you tired

So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find

A way through the day, a life for the night

Dear Lord you done took so many of my people

I'm just wonderin why you haven't taken my life (my life, my life)

Like what the hell am I doin right? (Me kno seh life nice)

(Weh dem call police fah)

Hey russian!

Ghetto youths have it harda

Nuff a we nuh grow with no fadda (no fadda)

So we end up tun gangsta

Nuff a dem sell out and a move like chebadda

Then nuff time mi get up and mi nah hav a dime

Pocket empty but a bare shot inna mi nine

Dem new radio car cyann stop no crime

Mi a talk from mi heart dem a waste time

Dem nuh wah ghetto youth fi hav nuh things

So when you see blood a run like drinks

Do nuh call no police just call di brinks

Cause a money ghetto youth waan

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

And I'm grindin until I'm tired

Cause they said you ain't grindin until you tired

So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find

A way through the day, a life for the night

Dear Lord you done took so many of my people

I'm just wonderin why you haven't taken my life (my life, my life)

Like what the hell am I doin right?

Mi neva have nobody fi stretch mi hands to

Neva have no rich uncle fi seh thanks to

Then feds a lock up man fi sell weed,

Yuh honor tell me wa you waan Lance do

Nuff time mi a pree seh guy fi die

Cah when mi look inna mi pickney eye

Shawty seh food fi buy a cry mi cry

Me bankbook empty mi pocket dry

Nuff yute nuh live fi pass grade nine

If a nuh gun man a 1-1-9

And mi God and mi gun protect mi life

Mi nah gi it weh so easy

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Na na na na na na

Life sweet

Me know say life nice,

As bad as him be

Me know say him nuh wah dead.

Den, Jesus Christ,

Tell me why society try stop

Ghetto yute corn bread

Dats not nice

Cah dem know youth a go rise up

And buss coppa and lead,

And end up wanted

But Memba...

Na na na na na na

Life sweet!

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