Owna Don - Demarco

Frass, none a wi no beggie, beggie

So dem cyaa promise man nothing

After wi no press button

Give thanks fi wa mi have cause mi no licky, licky

Mi no grudgeful dog, mi no glutton

Yo know how far mi a come from and still a hold it

From poverty until mi have supn

Now mi hear some likkle bwoy come a talk bout di don come

Tell di don call nothing

Tell dem mi a mi own a don

Mi no answer to no man

Mi own a don, naw beg sponsor fi mi hand

Mi own a don, meck dem come wid dem gang

Mi still no computer, no tek program

Mi own a don, mi meck mi own move

Mi own a don, set mi own rule

Mi own a don, step mi own shoes

Bwoy violate mi get mi own tools

Hey fross, no talk wi no tek from wi a juvenile

Go Clark’s, never crep when wi a do di tile

Bun up, bun up, di fire pon di cooking oil

Wi no laugh no skin teeth, wi no rookie smile

Fi mi hand alone fi touch di pocket weh mi put di toil

Mi heart bitter like serusi weh yo put fi boil

All dem a study, and a watch wi, and a look fi find

Tell dem a wi a write di book fi style

Real gangsters no penny wise and pound foolish

No bwoy cyaa rule this

From mi likkle bit a grow tell yuh weh di truth is

Di street mark wi never foolish

Cyaa call mi inna no meeting bout dem a go beat fi mi body

Dem cyaa bruise this

When wi seh badness a no play, no movie, no show bwoy

A no Tom Cruse this