| A word unto the wise is enough
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| You can look but don’t touch
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| My reparation and such
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| Cause out here in this jungle we roar
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| Every king has his thrown
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| And if you enter my zone
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| And going to protect my own
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| Protect my own
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| I will protect my own
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| Protect my own
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| Bread basket from birth to the casket
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| I heard they been talkin some words I look past it
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| I was brought up and taught of the tactics
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| and learned that the Lion no turn when dog barkin'
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| Watch who you burn
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| Who you stark with
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| And you haffi go earn if you want it
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| So we nuh concern with who harking
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| When dem spit can’t catch where we walking
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| Enemies in disguise wanna see my demise
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| Dem don’t even realize jah no wrong dem
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| Cause a see that in life you achieve something nice
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| But achieve something twice is a problem
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| Then you can imagine what a face
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| Two up in hand and another on the way
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| Plus I have another in the brain
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| And every other one a put the other one to shame
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| A word unto the wise is enough
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| You can look but don’t touch
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| My reparation and such
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| Cause out here in this jungle we roar
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| Every king has his thrown
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| And if you enter my zone
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| I have to protect my own
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| Protect my own
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| I will protect my own
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| Protect my own
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| Kick it
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| Sharp like the thorn crown pon Christ head
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| But you know the flow hard doe like slice bread
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| Lyrics melt the butter fi mek a nice spread
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| But a nuh margarine a pull the margin eenn
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| Get rich dem marching out
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| And if you marching out
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| And you inna a doubt
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| You march without me
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| I rather march alone
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| Than fi march back home
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| Tell me queen say me lost the thrown
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| No, this was built on the power of the truth
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| discovering the powers and empowering the yutes
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| If you give dem a minute dem devouring the fruits
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| And within an hour called it sour chappy roots
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| Unno see it, nuh skill like Bibi pon me feet
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| But drop me pon di riddim, watch the clarity weh speak
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| Dem nuh parity between what we have and what we need
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| So strength out the wise and protection for the meek
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| A word unto the wise is enough
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| You can look but don’t touch
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| My reparation and such
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| Cause out here in this jungle we roar
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| Every king has his thrown
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| And if you enter my zone
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| And going to protect my own
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| Protect my own
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| I will protect my own
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| Protect my own |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Protection, artist - Protoje. Album song Ancient Future, in the genre Регги