(Feeling all the while and never really knowing why)
(Used to be my life)
Full a herb concealing
Was just the feeling that I got from dealing
(Used to be my life)
Full a nuff risk taking
A lot a mistakes that made me put some breaks on what
(Used to be my life)
Full up the girls that cheating
And friends misleading
While the good ones leaving
(Used to be my life)
It used to be my life
It used to be my life, life, life, life

Chisel fell asleep underground
Deh under dirt, undergrass me Sunday pass
Cyaan figet him Sunday mass
When dem play him underneath, under wreath
Him put me onto beats I cyaan figet, mad respect
Plot my coordinates over instruments like pilots do
When the vision get blurry
I envision if curry must get him out in a hurry
Can imagine seh me best friend dirt-day
At the same day as the same time as me sister birthday
It hurt me, it mek me smile, it mek me cry
Happy seh one born, me vex seh one gone
A 2 365 days since him gone
Then at 3:55, 56 in the morning
When I carry you to him graveside and play for him
Pray for him and this is what I say to him

I do it all for you
It's for the few
Who got me through
When I thought I'd lose it now
When it was just my music
And it was just my herbs
Mek me adjust my words
And give thanks not cursing now
And know seh life is so joyful
And hate is a ploy the devil cook up fi fight we down
It used to be my life
It used to be my life
It used to be my life, life, life, life

(Used to be my life was just emotions passing by)
(Feeling all the while and never really knowing why)
(Used to be my life)
Full a herb concealing
Was just the feeling that I got from dealing
(Used to be my life)
Full a nuff risk taking
A lot a mistakes that made me put some breaks on what
(Used to be my life)
Full up the girls that cheating
And friends misleading
While the good ones leaving us
(Used to be my life)
It used to be my life
It used to be my life, life, life, life

Mommy don't think I'll ever turn my back on you
I have respect for you and I will always cheer for you now
Though I smoke a lot more than you really like
At least is not no cigarette, soon see the silver line
Around my cloud of smoke, you see how proud I look
To be exactly where I want and with the road I took
I educate my mind, it elevate my rhymes
I talk about my life and that just leads to greater times
I smoke to clear my head, you know how much tears I shed
Watch all my peers a dead there must be greater days ahead
They 'affi be, me haffi be, happy seh me have it fi
Drop it any time any time, any topic is a habit thing
Habit thing, trod it up me habitat
Decide fi increase the levels weh me drop it at
I owe it to the music, you owe it to the music
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I do it all for you
It's for the few
Who got me through
When I thought I'd lose it now
When it was just my music
And it was just my herbs
Mek me adjust my words
And give thanks not cursing now
And know seh life is so joyful
And hate is a ploy the devil cook up fi fight we down
It used to be my life
It used to be my life
It used to be my life, life, life, life

(Used to be my life was just emotions passing by)
(Feeling all the while and never really knowing why)

It used to be my life
Was just emotions passing by, passing by
It used to be my life
Was just emotions passing by, passing by

(It used to be my life)
(It used to be my life)

Wha' them seh?
When me ready fi ride out
A weh you a do man?