[Hook: Ki'Shon Furlow]
They putting wolves with the sheep
I learned that from my granny
Cause she grew up in the east
I see dead bodies when I'm moving through the streets
That's a sixth sense, intense, where the piece?
Cause I'm praying for her
So Lord be with us
And Lord forgive us
We ain't never really know the difference
I seen a young kid turn his mood to k**ing
That's a sensation
Tell me how you, tell me how you feel
Just a little impatient
Can't sit still so the Henny gon' spill for the homies we lost
[Verse 1: Ki'Shon]
Friends that we bury
I can see the ghosts, real scary, real scary
Yeah it's True man, feeling like I'm Jim Carrey
World in a cage, I would leave if they let me
What we talkin' 'bout
I'm just trying to show my sons
How to take your daughter out
But I gotta show 'em how to move when the law around
12 got us pressed to the ground like a coffee house
Who you calling now?
Only God when I'm falling down
Lot of lost lives in my city
You know the ropes
Tears fall for little [?]
He was holding dope
Tears fall for Big [?]
When he overdosed
Drugs on both sides now we scared to ride [?]
Haunted by the dreams of 'em
Plotted on the scene
But it seems that the schemes covered
For a little bit of weight ah
[?]
[Hook: Ki'Shon Furlow]
They putting wolves with the sheep
I learned that from my granny
Cause she grew up in the east
I see dead bodies when I'm moving through the streets
That's a sixth sense, intense, where the piece?
Cause I'm praying for her
So Lord be with us
And Lord forgive us
We ain't never really know the difference
I seen a young kid turn his mood to k**ing
That's a sensation
Tell me how you, tell me how you feel
Just a little impatient
Can't sit still so the Henny gon' spill for the homies we lost
[Verse 2: Tony Ri'Chard]
Two k**ed in my city, the guns blazing
Bodies burning, people ripping to pieces
On occasion
City be repping satan, Preachers be doing Nathan
I'm fasting and meditating
And blasting [?]
Sensation is sin within my nation
The pen is penetrating my brothers inside the system
They [?]
Their bodies been selling work
Their hustle has been enslaving
They idolizing the paper
Wake up
Hit my knees for my enemies
[?]
Give a plea to the judge in Heaven
We boxed in
Go against me, I'm winning
You haters blocking
I got the jazz in my soul like John Stockton
People ducking the cops and
The President be [?]
Jesus, I got no option
Principalities boxing
Sin is watching them flock in
Lyrics, so many rotten
Lineage picking cotton
And they wonder why we dropping
[Hook: Ki'Shon Furlow]
They putting wolves with the sheep
I learned that from my granny
Cause she grew up in the east
I see dead bodies when I'm moving through the streets
That's a sixth sense, intense, where the piece?
Cause I'm praying for her
So Lord be with us
And Lord forgive us
We ain't never really know the difference
I seen a young kid turn his mood to k**ing
That's a sensation
Tell me how you, tell me how you feel
Just a little impatient
Can't sit still so the Henny gon' spill for the homies we lost