Live Life - Collie Buddz

Shooting stars are made for those

Who believe that they were chos-

En to receive the gift of hope

So this is all I wrote

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, faith longer than rope!

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, so ghetto youths can cope!

T-t-t-tell me sum’n nah

Just tell me sum’n nah

Yesterday me had a dream

About de way me livin ya

Dream bout de money

Me dream bout de cash

Me Dream bout me new car me woodgrain dash

And me dream dat it could be real (ye)

Have a likkle hope inna life and work hard for ya tings dem it shall be real

(ye)

Never give up songs of hope a wah we keep singing

Shooting stars are made for those

Who believe that they were chos-

En to receive the gift of hope

So this is all I wrote

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, faith longer than rope!

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, so ghetto youths can cope!

So wha ya feel like

Ya see de dream gal

New car me drive

And a big house mi live inna

Me neva giving up

Me just living up

Hustler weh make it out a road say to big it up

Until every week day like a holiday

And we sip champagne when we thirsty

Cuz it’s a struggle every day

Stay ya mind and keep focused no matter wa dem say

Hey!

Shooting stars are made for those

Who believe that they were chos-

En to receive the gift of hope

So this is all I wrote

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, faith longer than rope!

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, so ghetto youths can cope!

Ya hear de vibes ya

Ya see de vibes ya

Thanks fi de yutes

And give thanks for their lives ya

We live it up yes

Just live it up bless

Get past the worst and me move towards the best

And me dream that it could be real (ye)

Have a likkle hope inna life and work hard for ya tings dem it shall be real

(ye)

Never give up songs of hope a weh we keep singing

Shooting stars are made for those

Who believe that they were chos-

En to receive the gift of hope

So this is all I wrote

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, faith longer than rope!

Uh oh, oh oh

Uh oh, so ghetto youths can cope!

T-t-t-tell me sum’n nah

Just tell me sum’n nah

Yesterday me had a dream

About de way me livin ya

Dream bout de money

Me dream bout de cash

Me Dream bout me new car me woodgrain dash

And me dream dat it could be real (ye)

Have a likkle hope inna life and work hard for ya tings dem it shall be real

(ye)

Never give up songs of hope a wah we keep singing