Alborosie - Who You Think You Are lyrics
[Alborosie - Who You Think You Are lyrics]
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
A mi name Alberto D'Ascola
Don't hitch pon it
I'm very humble, don't you ask
I just walk wid it
Down inna Jamaica, life no pretty
Mi no ramp wid it
White bwoy 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
Your empire was in slavery
Di wicked man stole mi life and I identity
So watch yourself and watch your
Mouth before you judging mi
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par i'm just a revolutionary
Mi bredda died
He was killed by bandit's in di streets
Mi father try 'til him weak
An' him still a dweet
At certain points I war with God
So Satan was the shit
And then one day Selassie come and
Save mi from di trick
Oh, well, so here I am
Di puppet of your show
The man on stage that sing some
Stuff that you don't know
The clown a please
D the crowd and can appease his soul
The artist with a funny name, a funny flow
The price fi come to give yuh culture
And di money dat yuh earn
Di idiot bwoy get likkle bit in return
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
Who you think you are? I'm not Jah superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
I had a gun right on my face
And I was scared to die
I sex so many girl so mi
Did nah tell nuff lie
I was alcoholic and depressed
One day I'll tell you why
So just for now we leave it so, so please
Just give mi a bly
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
A mi name Alberto D'Ascola
Don't hitch pon it
I'm very humble, don't you ask
I just walk wid it
Down inna Jamaica, life no pretty
Mi no ramp wid it
White bwoy 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
Your empire was in slavery
Di wicked man stole mi life and I identity
So watch yourself and watch your
Mouth before you judging mi
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par i'm just a revolutionary
Mi bredda died
He was killed by bandit's in di streets
Mi father try 'til him weak
An' him still a dweet
At certain points I war with God
So Satan was the shit
And then one day Selassie come and
Save mi from di trick
Oh, well, so here I am
Di puppet of your show
The man on stage that sing some
Stuff that you don't know
The clown a please
D the crowd and can appease his soul
The artist with a funny name, a funny flow
The price fi come to give yuh culture
And di money dat yuh earn
Di idiot bwoy get likkle bit in return
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
Who you think you are? I'm not Jah superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war
I had a gun right on my face
And I was scared to die
I sex so many girl so mi
Did nah tell nuff lie
I was alcoholic and depressed
One day I'll tell you why
So just for now we leave it so, so please
Just give mi a bly
An' who di hell you think you
Are? I'm not a superstar
Mi nah drink di gold wine and smoking cigar
And I don't drive in Satan's car
With Jesus mi a par
I'm just a revolutionary fighting my own war