Protection - Protoje, Mortimer

A word unto the wise is enough

You can look but don’t touch

My reparation and such

Cause out here in this jungle we roar

Every king has his thrown

And if you enter my zone

And going to protect my own

Protect my own

I will protect my own

Protect my own

Bread basket from birth to the casket

I heard they been talkin some words I look past it

I was brought up and taught of the tactics

and learned that the Lion no turn when dog barkin'

Watch who you burn

Who you stark with

And you haffi go earn if you want it

So we nuh concern with who harking

When dem spit can’t catch where we walking

Enemies in disguise wanna see my demise

Dem don’t even realize jah no wrong dem

Cause a see that in life you achieve something nice

But achieve something twice is a problem

Then you can imagine what a face

Two up in 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 reparation and such

Cause out here in this jungle we roar

Every king has his thrown

And if you enter my zone

I have to protect my own

Protect my own

I will protect my own

Protect my own

Kick it

Sharp like the thorn crown pon Christ head

But you know the flow hard doe like slice bread

Lyrics melt the butter fi mek a nice spread

But a nuh margarine a pull the margin eenn

Get rich dem marching out

And if you marching out

And you inna a doubt

You march without me

I rather march alone

Than fi march back home

Tell me queen say me lost the thrown

No, this was built on the power of the truth

discovering the powers and empowering the yutes

If you give dem a minute dem devouring the fruits

And within an hour called it sour chappy roots

Unno see it, nuh skill like Bibi pon me feet

But drop me pon di riddim, watch the clarity weh speak

Dem nuh parity between what we have and what we need

So strength out the wise and protection for the meek

A word unto the wise is enough

You can look but don’t touch

My reparation and such

Cause out here in this jungle we roar

Every king has his thrown

And if you enter my zone

And going to protect my own

Protect my own

I will protect my own

Protect my own