I told you in his own words, and I'll see you throughTo guide you through this cold world, and I'll see you throughI told you in his own words, and I'll see you throughTo guide you through this cold world, and I'll see you throughOhOhOhTwo steps away from death, a vest and a holsterI detest detectives arresting us overWeapons possession, they was checking the roverInspecting the tattoos on my neck and my shoulderHow many times I've won of six coffin holdersOh, I'm sitting with goons in the visiting roomFlip it, I could've been you, behind state walls bittenThese are the things that a G pray for, acquittanceA little stash in the safe, or a little shorty to wait forOr a shorty to take the weight fromWhat really did I escape from?Thought I saw God's face on the design of my vintage clay barOhSwear I see him every day, y'all, in the bus or the trainOr the billboards out there that hang tallI still give thanks for him, have faith for himNo matter what his name calledSinI told you in his own words, and I'll see you throughTo guide you through this cold world, and I'll see you throughHeyCan you think?Of a color that you've never seen?Can you reminisce on places you've never been?Well, it's many a call, but they're never deemedWorthy for the cause, cause they're never cleanHelp who wear themselves, John, a raffle dreamThat's why me throw me with Georgia like a cherubimKeep me strong through the winter like an evergreenAnd all of us are more connected than it ever seemedAll things are related, and creation is a packageGenerate together, and we increase the wattageHow them a go manage?Hell, Babylon, them can do rusted damageNow stop me through the passageGod did make a promiseGod is always honestAlways keep his word, you're not here when the plan isDon't be astonished, something black's vanishedOne day, the me gonna live in another palaceI told you in his own words, and I'll see you throughTo guide you through this cold world, and I'll see you throughI told you in his own words, and I'll see you throughTo guide you through this cold world, and I'll see you throughYo, yo, so ask me if I feelThe Zion is surrealAnd in my songs do I plan to expose and revealWord to the curb, that's under these chrome wheelsMy homies is the only ones I'm taking care ofBut severe for me, I'm not the only one I'm taking care ofBut severe for me, I'm not the only one I'm taking care ofBut severe for me, I'm not the only one I'm taking care ofReality starts to become more clearAnd these know-it-all rappers have become more weirdAs if they were superior, and fans are inferiorHow I balance between the streets and the theories ofCollegiate literature, I hold mirrors upGive combinations of pain, joy, fear, and loveThrough my perspective, I can see Jai reflectionIn the highest definitionGetting high with my brethrenThat are acting wise, Africans dying from circumcisionThey lack proper surgery and suffer malnutritionUnderestimate the wealth of their own wisdomIt's like it's been exchanged for this penicillinSinSinSinSinAs Jai told youYes, he didIn his own wordsHeard it for myselfAnd I'll see you throughOh yeah, nowTo guide youThat's rightThrough this cold worldAll the way throughAnd I'll see you throughAs Jai told youTrust meIn his own wordsStraight from the light of his mouthAnd I'll see you throughThat's rightOhTo guide you through this cold worldAnd I'll see you through*