A word unto the wise is enough
You can look but don't touch
My relations and such
'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 [A]own
Protect my [A]own
Bread basket from birth to [C7]the casket
I heard they been talkin' some words I look past it
I was [Am7]brought up and [Bm]taught of the tactics
And learned that the Lion [C7]nuh turn when dog barkin'
Watch who you [A7burn
Who you [A7spark with
And you [A7haffi go earn if you [A7want it
So we nuh concern with who hawking
When dem [A]spit can't ɾeach where we walking
Enemies in disguise wanna see my [A]demise
Dem [A]don't even ɾealize Jah no wrong [Am]dem
'Cause a see that in life you [A7achieve something nice
But achieve something twice is a problem
Then you [A7can imagine what I face
Two up in the hand [Bm]and [Bm]another on [C7]the way
Plus I have another in the brain
And every other one a put the other one to [C7]shame
A word unto [C7]the wise is enough
You can look but don't touch
My ɾeparations and [Bm]such
'Cause out here in this jungle we ɾoam
Every king has his throne
And if you [A7enter my [A]zone
I vow to [C7]protect my [A]own
Protect my [A]own
I will protect my [A]own
Protect my [A]own
Kick it
Sharp like [F]the thorn crown pon [C7]Christ head
But you [A7know the flow hard doe like [F]slice bread
Lyrics melt the butter fi mek a nice spread
But a nuh margarine a pull the margin eenn
Get ɾich dem [A]marching out
And if you [A7marching out
And you [A7inna a doubt
You march without me
I ɾather march alone
Than fi march back home
Tell me queen say me lost the throne
No, this was [Am7]built on [C7]the power of the tɾuth
Discovering the powers and [Bm]empowering the youths
If you [A7give dem [A]a minute dem [A]devouring the fruits
And within an hour called it sour chappy ɾoots
Unno see it, nuh skill like [F]Bibi pon [C7]me feet
But drop me pon [C7]di ɾiddim, watch the clarity weh speak
Dem [A]nuh parity between what we have and [Bm]what we need
So stɾength out the wise and [Bm]protection [C7]for [Dm7]the meek
A word unto [C7]the wise is enough
You can look but don't touch
My ɾeparations and [Bm]such
'Cause out here in this jungle we ɾoam
Every king has his throne
And if you [A7enter my [A]zone
I vow to [C7]protect my [A]own
Protect my [A]own
I will protect my [A]own
Protect my [A]own