Owna Lane (Without Intro)

Say, dem will poison mi drinks

Mi owna lane, inna mi owna lane
So, no bwoy cyaan style me
Inna mi owna lane, yeah

Me no frighten fi links, me a style to mi thing
And me no trust some bwoy 'cah dem will poison mi drinks
And if me no rate you, me no go 'round on your people
Me no waan be no links, 'cah me know fi hol' out
If me cyaan buy a spliff, much less fi buy a drinks
Never grow fi bug out, 'cah me born as a thugs
And me mother never grow a wimp

Me no frighten fi people, me no frighten fi people
No sah, people haffi frighten fi me
Jah guide me in the streets when me out at night
Mother deh read Bible fi me
Me no love likes
Dem never tell you before say Pressure Busspipe
Pick up all your, cyaan manage your 'nuff like
Better you suffer the consequence 'cah you love hype

A-true me stay inna mi owna lane, inna mi owna game
So, no guy cyaan style me
Stay inna mi owna lane, inna mi owna game
So, no guy cyaan style me
Hey, shut the fuck up, what you talking 'bout?
Me wil' because me fren' dem weh me par with a reptile
Stay inna we owna lane, inna we owna game
So, no guy cyaan style me

Dawg, wha' mek you do that? Carry my name go to cops
Love your belly you that, dem a-go find you dead like two rat
A-bet you say you lef' your fucking yard and you no cum back
Your mother see your body, and ask a-say a-who that?
Nuff-a dem a-move like Judas, yeah
Tell some bwoy say fi move an' gwey

You no see a-baay cartoon dem dawg
And a big-big-big scooby doo that deh
Look inna the glass and me know man a-sauce
So me never gonna be like you parrie
Jus' get a call say the Benz soon park, and bugah dem soon buy two Audi

Mi owna lane, inna me owna lane
So, no boy cyaan style me
Inna mi owna lane, yeeahh
Eh, my youth, my youth
You a-hear me, jus'
Shut the fuck up, what you talking 'bout?
Me wil', dem know me fren' dem weh me par with a reptile
A-true me stay inna mi owna lane
True me stay inna mi owna lane
My youth, oii!

Me no frighten fi links (no), me have style to mi thing (yeah)
And me no trust some bwoy 'cah dem will poison mi drinks
And if, me no pal your people, me no go 'round on your people
Me no waan be your links, 'cah me know fi hol' out
If me cyaan buy a spliff, much less fi buy a drinks
Never grow fi bug out, 'cah me born as a thugs
And me mother never grow a wimp

Me no frighten fi people, me no frighten fi people
No, people haffi frighten fi we
Jah guide me, when me hurt in the streets at night
Me mother deh read Bible fi me
Me no love likes (no, no, no, no)
Dem never tell you say, don't sell Pressure Busspipe
Pick all up your, cyaan manage your 'nuff like
Better you suffer the consequence 'cah you love hype

A-true me stay inna mi owna lane, inna mi owna game
So, no guy cyaan style me
Stay inna mi owna lane, inna mi owna game
So, no guy cyaan style me
Me no frighten fi people, me no frighten fi people
No, people haffi frighten fi we
Stay inna mi owna lane, inna mi owna game
No guy cyaan style me

Yah, hear me
Gilly pree
Why pree?
Don Lee
Dizzy pree
Butcher dem
I pree
Ravers, uptop hear wha'
Rosalee



Credits
Writer(s): Timoy Janoye Jones, Emelio Antonio Lynch
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