Nas - In His Own Words текст песни

(with Damian Marley)




[Chorus - Jr. Gong]

Jah told you in his own words

And Ia€™ll see you through

To guide you through this cold world

And Ia€™ll see you through



Jah told you in his own words

And Ia€™ll see you through

To guide you through this cold world

And Ia€™ll see you through



[Verse 1 - Nas]

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 Ia€™m one of six coffin-holders

Or sitting with goons in a visiting room

Flip it, I coulda€™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 Goda€™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 namea€™s called



[Chorus - Jr. Gong]



[Verse 2 - Jr. Gong]

Hey can you think of a colour that youa€™ve never seen?

Can you reminisce on places youa€™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

Thata€™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 cana€™t do Rasta damage

Nor stop we through the passage

Jah did make a promise, God is always honest

Always keep his word, dona€™t care what the plan is

Dona€™t be astonished

Stumbling bocks vanish

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



[Chorus - Jr. Gong]



[Verse 3 - Nas]

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 thata€™s under these chrome wheels

My homies is only ones Ia€™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

Coulda€™ve asked us why Africans dying from circumcision

They lack proper surgeons, suffer malnutrition

Underestimate the wealth of their own wisdom

Ita€™s like ita€™s been exchanged for this penicillin



[Chorus - Jr. Gong]







[Thanks to Thrilla (kml_mo@hotmail.com) for these lyrics]