Curbside Jones - SHEEP SZN lyrics

[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron] Did you hear what they said? Did you hear what they said? Did you hear what they said? [Verse 1: Curbside Jones] This is an open letter to those Whose say they're better than me You little ducks couldn't hold The right angle letter to me That's an L See I prevail where you fail Got enough juice to share with the cla** for show and tell Heard if you ain't got nothing nice to say Just add some autotune on it Talk about how you pushing ye And then act a coon on it Got fam getting shot at For what you perpetrate Silence is golden, chico! Take your time it's worth the wait Whether it's 2.2 pounds of what you put on a plate Patience is key stop snitching and Get that bull off your plate [Hook: Curbside Jones] Now what we talkin' 'bout? (What we talkin' 'bout?) (What we talkin' 'bout?) What we talkin' 'bout? (What we talkin' 'bout?) (What we talkin' 'bout?) [Verse 2: Curbside Jones] I saw them get tunnel vision Honed in on that pyrex Got the devil and Lost homies sitting, placing side bets Knowing consequences are ma**ive 12 dog us like mastiff, man My people gotta eat No time for being pa**ive so [Hook: Curbside Jones] What we talkin' 'bout? (What we talkin' 'bout?) What we talkin' 'bout? (What we talkin' 'bout?) [Verse 3: Curbside Jones] Players we ain't the same My stature is Atlas Belt by Orion Find your balance Get more practice My mother worked two jobs While my pops was in the household We working taking cheap So I dipped my teeth in gold I know that's that same sh** They identify the slaves with The revolution's not makeshift We taking back the slave-ship Parallell park that b**h On the White House lawn Got the bloods and the crips watch me If they wanna trip the alarm Dear Heavenly Father I pray they try to run my fade They used to hang us from the trees And use our bodies as shade So what I'm talkin' 'bout? [Hook: Curbside Jones] What' I'm talkin' 'bout? What' I'm talkin' 'bout? What' I'm talkin' 'bout? What' I'm talkin' 'bout? [Verse 4: Curbside Jones] We gotta shift the paradigm Don't give 2 cents or time to pantomimes Keep the vision two pair of dimes With those who trying to to sample mine Had a homie pa** before he hit eighteen So I gotta do this right here For all my kings and my queens That's what I'm talkin' 'bout [Outro: Gil Scott-Heron] But the story didn't end there And so we didn't stop there We have prepared a sequel and it's called...