In His Own Words Lyrics - Distant Relatives - Damian "junior Gong" Marley

[Chorus] 

Jah told you, in his own words 

And I'll see you through 

To guide you through this cold world 

And I'll see you through 

Jah told you, in his own words 

And I'll see you through 

To guide you through this cold world 

And I'll see you through 

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 I'm one of six coffin-holders 

Or I'm sitting with goons in a visiting room 

Flip it, I could'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 'em 

Or a shorty to take the weight for him 

What really did I escape from? 

Thought I saw God'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 name's called 

[Chorus] 

Hey can you think of a color that you've never seen? 

Can you reminisce on places you'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 

That'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 can't do Rasta damage 

Nor stop we through the passage 

Jah did make a promise, God is always honest 

Always keep his word, don't care what the plan is 

Don't be astonished 

Stumbling bocks vanish 

One day the meek gonna live inna di palace, whoa! 

[Chorus: x2] 

Yo, yo, 

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 that's under these chrome wheels 

My homies is only ones I'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 combination's of pain, joy, fear, and love 

Through my perspective I can see Jah reflection 

In the highest definition getting high with my brethren 

Could've asked us why Africans dying from circumcision 

They lack proper surgeons, suffer malnutrition 

Underestimate the wealth of their own wisdom 

It's like it's been exchanged for this penicillin 

[Chorus: x2]