Early light(In the early light)
In the early light
Evening light wo oh

Verse 1

Praise Jah in the name of Rastafari
I and I came to change the game from the start
I thought, I
Told you my message is, the exodus
so you can have a mind from your Babylon
sentences
Prince and princesses
In spite of the media, brother
Bob you told that it's, gonna get easier
Seem to us things ain't change since what he
told us, so I came to resurrect the Buffalo
soldier//
You can't kill a natty dread with no melanoma
Aroma of the culture take over the glaucoma
I'm third world mentally
North Philly essentially
Eventually you'll learn from me, what rap is
meant to be
I have been sent down, like that dude from
Trench town to put the pen down, and show
the lost how music can sound//
To stop Satan with positive vibration,
Although I ain't Jamaican I'm making a move
take it to the


Early light(In the early light)
In the early light
Evening light wo oh


Verse 2

Last time I went home I hung out with Mrs.
Marley, had a beautiful smile that moment that
she saw me//
She was posed to lay a hook down for my recordings
in the mountains of Aburi, took ill, but that another
story
More importantly is the spirit she poured in me//
I was great when I met her,
but now I practice sorcery
So I write accordingly, the child of Selassie
co's I reach, from, hope road and back to Kumasi
Follow me,
This is the funeral of the usual, pseudo truth tellers
who tell, what keeps confusing you
They say it's beautiful, when it should be ugly
thieves who endorse them whores and sell thuggery
Suffer y,while you flex jewels and money see
ghetto youth are struggling, and hungry
That's when they come to me, ghetto children
come to me
I'll show the light as the light was shown unto me


Chorus:
Early light(In the early light)
In the early light
Evening light wo oh


Verse 3

By now you can see I'm genre less
I go from opera and sonatas
to Sinatra quick
Now I feel like Bob a bit,
I'm feelin' lucky-Dube
today, my moods sway but it's revolution till my
dooms day//
When I die, hope my tomb say, never was a coon say,
I was a warrior true descendant of Mtume
Peter Tosh would be proud of me, this is what I've
vowed to be, a soldier though the enemy surrounding me
The name's O'hene, a chief in my own right,
what I wield is stronger than a sword so I'm gon write
even as a child I have shown light,
I overcame, then became superior to my own plight
I never knew my pops, co's he was like Bob's
He left moms never got to look em in his eyes
I ain't complaining nah really ain't no need to fight
co's in the end he's part of what made me the light


Chorus:
Early light(In the early light)
In the early light
Evening light wo oh