WOLVES & SHEEP By Wise Conscious
Wolves and Sheep
I was born a Black Sheep
into a wolf family
I don't wear wolves clothing
i am one of the chosen
the truth is revealing and exposing
you can look a Wolf in his eyes and see the disguise
the greatest trick is to hide
he wants blood and money of course
everything you got to give from a stranger to a relative
dressing up like ya GrandMa in her night gowns and pajamas
baking you some delicious cookies and kill you with the hammer
A place called home is now a slaughterhouse
there is only one way in and one way out the "Trap"
I've tried to disapear but, I've learned you gotta be a magician to know how do that
So I opened my mouth a spit out a Rap, as above so below
hands folded in my lap lies a Pen and Pad behind my head when I take a nap
just in case the wolves tryna sneak me in my sleep i’m counting on sheep while they are watching over me
the plan gets deep so deep i get lifted off of my feet
I had to learned how the cook so the wolves could eat
it was the only way I could protect me and my family...
It took a lot of courage to get to this state I awoke today & decided to escape
no looking back no stalling and hesitates just walking with my head turned to the wolves face
showing no fear....
Because I have a lot of faith ye though I Live in the realm of the wraiths
The wolves will laugh & say its the planet of the apes
Choose your weapons wisely and be sure to bring your restraints
when entering the hunger games starving for fortune and fame can give the worst hunger pains
I'm unpopular and yet I still maintain looking over the horizon and vibin
standing on top of waterfalls bout to dive in deep to swim my time is water-resistant flows are spoken into existence
Iam giving birth to my own experience teaching a child equality is a dangerous philosophy
And words ain't shit if you don't back it up with actions
my friends are like fractions less or greater numerator × denominator =a hater
they are willing to kill their own don't trust anyone life is a purge everybody got guns it's been a war on these streets
in they pockets they carry treats but ain't shit sweet when I get to the suit my phone in airplane mode
for the Wolves who dressed up in those hotel clothes
I trust none and that's real spit though counting alot of sheep and they still don't add up
I keep on having to subtract and that's bad luck collecting the elite and convicting the weak
who are the Wolves and whom are these Sheep?
Which side are you on?