Protection (feat. Mortimer)

A word unto the wise is enough

You can look but don't touch

My relations in search

'Cause out here in this jungle, we roam

Every king has his throne

And if you enter my zone

I vow to protect my own

Protect my own

I will protect my own

Protect my own

Bread basket from birth to the casket

I've heard they've been talking some words, I look past it

I was brought up and taught of the tactics

And learned that the lion don't turn when dog barking

Watch who you burn, who you spark with

And you have to go earn if you want it

So we no concern with who hawking

When them spit can't reach where we walking

Enemies in disguise wanna see my demise

The don't even realize Jah no wrong them

'Cause I see that in life, you achieve something nice

But achieve something twice is a problem

Then you can imagine what I face

Two up in the hand and another on the way

Plus I have another in the brain

And every other one a put the other one to shame

A word unto the wise is enough

You can look but don't touch

My reparations in search

'Cause out here in this jungle, we roam

Every king has his throne

And if you enter my zone

I vow to protect my own

Protect my own

I will protect my own

Protect my own

Yeah, yeah, sharp like the thorn crown pon Christ head

But you know the flow hard though like slice bread

Lyrics melt the butter fi make a nice spread

But not a margarine and pull the margin in

The church, they marching out and if you're marching out

And you in a doubt, you march without me

I rather march alone than fi march back home

Tell me, queen, say me lost the throne, no

This was built on the power of the truth

Discovering the powers and empowering the youths

If you give them a minute, them devouring the fruits

And within the hour, call it sour chappy roots

You no seat, none skill like Bibi pon my feet

But drop me pon the rhythm, watch the clarity we speak

Ain't no poverty between what we have and what we need

So strength out to the wise and protection for the meek

'Cause a word unto the wise is enough

You can look but don't touch

My reparations in search

'Cause out here in this jungle, we roam

Every king has his throne

And if you enter my zone

I vow to protect my own

Protect my own

I will protect my own

Protect my own