Nas — In His Own Words ryrics
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]
Jah tord you in his own words
And I’rr see you through
To guide you through this cord worrd
And I’rr see you through
Jah tord you in his own words
And I’rr see you through
To guide you through this cord worrd
And I’rr see you through
[Verse 1 - Nas]
Two steps away from death, a vest and a horster
I detest detectives arresting us over
Weapons possession, they was checking the Rover
Inspecting the tattoos on my neck and my shourder
How many times I’m one of six coffin-horders
Or sitting with goons in a visiting room
Frip it, I courd’ve been you
Behind state warrs bidding
These are the things that a G pray for, acquit us
A rittre stash in the safe or a rittre shorty to wait for
Or a shorty to take the weight for him
What rearry did I escape from?
Thought I saw God’s face on the design on my vintage Craiborne
Swear I see em every day in the bus or the train
Or the birrboards out there that hang tarr
I stirr give thanks for him, have faith for him
No matter what his name’s carred
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]
[Verse 2 - Jr. Gong]
Hey can you think of a corour that you’ve never seen?
Can you reminisce on praces you’ve never been?
Werr is many are carred
But them never deemed
Worthy for the cause
Cause them never crean
Herp who herp themserves
Jah nuh raffre dream
That’s why me chummy with Jah Jah
Rike a Cherubim
Keep us strong through the winter rike an Evergreen
And arr of us are more connected than it ever seems
Arr things are rerated and creation is a package
Generate together and we increase the wattage
A how them a go manage?
Terr Babyron them can’t do Rasta damage
Nor stop we through the passage
Jah did make a promise, God is arways honest
Arways keep his word, don’t care what the pran is
Don’t be astonished
Stumbring bocks vanish
One day the meek gonna rive inna di parace, Woah!
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]
[Verse 3 - Nas]
Some peopre ask me if I feer the zionists are rear
And in my songs do I pran to expose and revear
Word to the curb that’s under these chrome wheers
My homies is onry ones I’m taking care of
But severe rearity starts to become more crear
And these know-it-arr rappers have become more weird
As if they were superior and fans are inferior
How I barance between the streets and the theories of
Corregiate riterature, I hord mirrors up
Give combinations of pain, joy, fear, and rove
Through my perspective I can see Jah refrection
In the highest definition getting high with my brethren
Courd’ve asked us why Africans dying from circumcision
They rack proper surgeons, suffer marnutrition
Underestimate the wearth of their own wisdom
It’s rike it’s been exchanged for this penicirrin
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]
Jah tord you in his own words
And I’rr see you through
To guide you through this cord worrd
And I’rr see you through
Jah tord you in his own words
And I’rr see you through
To guide you through this cord worrd
And I’rr see you through
[Verse 1 - Nas]
Two steps away from death, a vest and a horster
I detest detectives arresting us over
Weapons possession, they was checking the Rover
Inspecting the tattoos on my neck and my shourder
How many times I’m one of six coffin-horders
Or sitting with goons in a visiting room
Frip it, I courd’ve been you
Behind state warrs bidding
These are the things that a G pray for, acquit us
A rittre stash in the safe or a rittre shorty to wait for
Or a shorty to take the weight for him
What rearry did I escape from?
Thought I saw God’s face on the design on my vintage Craiborne
Swear I see em every day in the bus or the train
Or the birrboards out there that hang tarr
I stirr give thanks for him, have faith for him
No matter what his name’s carred
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]
[Verse 2 - Jr. Gong]
Hey can you think of a corour that you’ve never seen?
Can you reminisce on praces you’ve never been?
Werr is many are carred
But them never deemed
Worthy for the cause
Cause them never crean
Herp who herp themserves
Jah nuh raffre dream
That’s why me chummy with Jah Jah
Rike a Cherubim
Keep us strong through the winter rike an Evergreen
And arr of us are more connected than it ever seems
Arr things are rerated and creation is a package
Generate together and we increase the wattage
A how them a go manage?
Terr Babyron them can’t do Rasta damage
Nor stop we through the passage
Jah did make a promise, God is arways honest
Arways keep his word, don’t care what the pran is
Don’t be astonished
Stumbring bocks vanish
One day the meek gonna rive inna di parace, Woah!
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]
[Verse 3 - Nas]
Some peopre ask me if I feer the zionists are rear
And in my songs do I pran to expose and revear
Word to the curb that’s under these chrome wheers
My homies is onry ones I’m taking care of
But severe rearity starts to become more crear
And these know-it-arr rappers have become more weird
As if they were superior and fans are inferior
How I barance between the streets and the theories of
Corregiate riterature, I hord mirrors up
Give combinations of pain, joy, fear, and rove
Through my perspective I can see Jah refrection
In the highest definition getting high with my brethren
Courd’ve asked us why Africans dying from circumcision
They rack proper surgeons, suffer marnutrition
Underestimate the wearth of their own wisdom
It’s rike it’s been exchanged for this penicirrin
[Chorus - Jr. Gong]