(Intro)
Apache - Wild and well versatile FP
You no see how nuff man them a talk bout them a Don
No Don fe the Indian
Me a dancehall champion with the mic ina me hand...

Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian
Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the king champion
Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the arawok one
Who's Don who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian

Me say me tuff and me no bluff say me ruff and ready
Ready pon the mic like Daddy Freddy
Come fe ram up fe your dance and cork your party
This a rude raggamuffin in a new stylee
Stylee a where we have a no them can't match we
Like the root and the branch and the stem of the tree
Like the bird in a the sky no the fish in a the sea
This a raggamuffin Don me have the authority, fe say

Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian
Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the king champion

Who say them wan fe test this ya wild Indian
Tell them say me ready with the mic in a me hand
Who say them wan fe test this ya king champion
Tell them say me ready fe them one by one
This a rude raggamuffin are the Don
Don Indian a chat a with the mic in a me hand
And if a boy wan test tell the boy fe galong
Ca the lyric them a fire from me lyrical tongue

Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian
Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the king champion

Nuff of them a talk and play
Them no no the raggamuffin are the boss DJ
Indian a where me born and Indian me stay
From me born in a the ghetto me make me own way
From the bottom to the top where me intent fe stay
From you wan test the Don boy you no you must pay
Send out a warning to the boy that say
That him run the rout and a him lead the way, FOOL!!

Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian
Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the king champion

Me ball ouda, aydaa, eidee, sasa, haha
Are the new kind a talk Jah Jah no them wan fallar
Ca the lyrics from me mouth a just send a boy para
If you get in a the way sound boy you are go hollar
Better beg fe mercy before me done your career
Them wan mix the oil and water
Eat the dumpling with the Indian pakora
Bout them set trend, but the Indian a hollar
Lock off the tin sound boy and go satta

Mix me down good a beg you mix me down proper
Sagg and Kitcheri no work fe me mother
No work fe Boparai, just like me big brother
Ca him a run things when the rhythm it a fire
You wan test the Don, boy you are go suffer
Test the Indian, and you end up in the gutter
Tell the sound man a me no come here fe flutter
Come fe run things with the lyrical power

Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian
Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the king champion

Who say them wan fe test this ya wild Indian
Tell them say me ready with the mic in a me hand
Who say them wan fe test this ya king champion
Tell them say me ready fe them one by one
This a rude raggamuffin are the Don
Don Indian a chat a with the mic in a me hand
And if a boy wan test tell the boy fe galong
Ca the lyric them a fire from me lyrical tongue

Who's Don, who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the arawok one
Who's Don who a dancehall champion
Who a raggamuffin no the wild Indian