Who You Think You Are

[Intro]
*Scatting*

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Mi bredda died, he was killed by bandits 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 pleased 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
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

[Outro]
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