in his own words

Nas & Damian Jr Gong Marley

[Chorus]

Jah told you in his own words
And Iââ?¬â?¢ll see you through
To guide you through this cold world
And Iââ?¬â?¢ll see you through

Jah told you in his own words
And Iââ?¬â?¢ll see you through
To guide you through this cold world
And Iââ?¬â?¢ll see you through

[Verse 1]

Two steps away from death, a vest and a holster
I detest detectives arresting us over
Weapons possession, they was checking the Rover
Inspecting the tattoos on my neck and my shoulder
How many times Iââ?¬â?¢m one of six coffin-holders
Or sitting with goons in a visiting room
Flip it, I couldââ?¬â?¢ve been you
Behind state walls bidding
These are the things that a G pray for, acquit us
A little stash in the safe or a little shorty to wait for
Or a shorty to take the weight for him
What really did I escape from?
Thought I saw Godââ?¬â?¢s face on the design on my vintage Claiborne
Swear I see em every day in the bus or the train
Or the billboards out there that hang tall
I still give thanks for him, have faith for him
No matter what his nameââ?¬â?¢s called

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[Verse 2]

Hey can you think of a colour that youââ?¬â?¢ve never seen?
Can you reminisce on places youââ?¬â?¢ve never been?
Well is many are called
But them never deemed
Worthy for the cause
Cause them never clean
Help who help themselves
Jah nuh raffle dream
Thatââ?¬â?¢s why me chummy with Jah Jah
Like a Cherubim
Keep us strong through the winter like an Evergreen
And all of us are more connected than it ever seems
All things are related and creation is a package
Generate together and we increase the wattage
A how them a go manage?
Tell Babylon them canââ?¬â?¢t do Rasta damage
Nor stop we through the passage
Jad did make a promise, God is always honest
Always keep his word, donââ?¬â?¢t care what the plan is
Donââ?¬â?¢t be astonished
Stumbling bocks vanish
One day the meek gonna live inna di palace, Woah!

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[Verse 3]

Some people ask me if I feel the zionists are real
And in my songs do I plan to expose and reveal
Word to the curb thatââ?¬â?¢s under these chrome wheels
My homies is only ones Iââ?¬â?¢m taking care of
But severe reality starts to become more clear
And these know-it-all rappers have become more weird
As if they were superior and fans are inferior
How I balance between the streets and the theories of
Collegiate literature, I hold mirrors up
Give combinations of pain, joy, fear, and love
Through my perspective I can see Jah reflection
In the highest definition getting high with my brethren
Couldââ?¬â?¢ve asked us why Africans dying from circumcision
They lack proper surgeons, suffer malnutrition
Underestimate the wealth of their own wisdom
Itââ?¬â?¢s like itââ?¬â?¢s been exchanged for this penicillin

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