Who You Think You Are by Alborosie
Ah who di hell you think you are
I'm not jah supastar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive di "supa" car
With jesus mi ah par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
Ah mi name Alberto D'ascola coz I dont hitch pon it
And bary humble don't yuh ask I just walk with it
Down ina Jameyka life no pretty mi no ramp with it
White boy a prove himself to di world and crew it's fumbling
I left my mother dropping tears just to chase a dream
Mi hit my time, son yuh empire was in slavery
Di wicked man stole mi life and I identity
So watch yourself and watch yur mouth before yuh judging mi
Chorus
Mi bredda died he was killed by bandits in di street
My father try to live with and him still ah do it
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