WOLVES IN SHEEPS CLOTHING Lyrics

Sick of gimmicks and hot shit overshadowing classics and actual content

I choose to comment on the non-sense

For sure needing my chips, But just like our seeds need soul and conscious

They conjured monsters to have us controlled and conquered

Actors be trash with gold Oscars as secret societies goals prosper

Sponsored by the sickest members

Bilderberg meetings with hidden agendas

Sent to injure and depopulate

Dumb us down from a spiritual and conscious state

Hard to concentrate if we all we just take toxins late

How your options great, Greada treaties put us all in space

Got to face the globalization of many nations

NWO's FEMA camp concentrations black operations

Plus blacks off in state pens

We rolling staying icy with the white girl frozen

Play the dab then blast they lame as while you posing

We at the top scoping on how to take my shot

And make it pop and have ya thoughts smoking

Spots open, not joking, blocks dopest

Straight drop potent, greatest crops west coast mix

Doubled Dins, 15's Rock, high voltage

Hot and I know it

Run the town a bunch of clowns, I'm exposing

Cause LOS been extending all the clips hollow tips; a lot of explosives

Toting razor blades, hand grenades with Hide-aways they not knowing

Cement cinder blocks in ya socks then ya tossed in the ocean

From Harlem to Oakland Hoopties that bullshit they still starting

We Yellow taping or fellows faking placing faces on milk cartons

Convicts behind steel barking for appeals and pardons

I'll bargains, deals charging, auctioning ya oxygen; a Mill starting

Cause our goons that kill still starving

Yea, my connects spot got raided and everything confiscated

And left the team Cons fenced gated

Court dating, sitting waiting while they get you situated

Cause that shit you weighed it; and they infiltrated

With info traded, down to where ya Nickle plays is

And plus you Nickle plated

A simple statement and now they know where the bricks located

Niggas sure hate it, when the plaintiff states quick

That you the one that keeps the streets rolling

Cheese folding, heat holding

But snakes in grass can't last against a pack of wolves in sheep's clothing

YO

If only Malcolm would've gotten stage fright

In the late night before taking that final day flight

They might break it down as if they found some sort of Just reason

But when liars hears truths, between me and you it's hunting season

A bunch of meanings from team leads, who dream seeds

Achieve things that we need, and please believe

Some days the wars won, between fathers and sons

Between Mother's and daughters and all the Mis Un

Derstood understandings; the under handings

The other hands put in on pots of plunder plans

Plots for the upper hand

Sister-hoods and gots to be loving ya brother-man

I truly understand keeping ya heat and ya squad

Just got to even the odds, until ya meeting with God

We kick our feet up at jobs and get in our cheese in in gobs

Don't mess with no sleazy or slobs, we turning any opps into globs

For those who got any probs, or shady thoughts to rob

Dunked on before you know it, Bro don't get caught in a lob

That's from the mob or the squad and all that sounds about right

If you value your life, kids family house and a wife

This is exactly how and why; lil cousins exchanging tones

Funds to our parents to pay for homes

Ten page essays, guess they say made our papers long

Homes this all authentic, no it's not a hot gimmick

They all mimic take witness to the shaping clones

All the money in the world don't equal laying alone

From grams to surveying zones

So on and So on G, we making them songs

Not known if they condone

I stay in my zone blood rhyming

Came up shining; mud diamonds

Need to be on the air, to have my buds flying

I evade groups who hate truths and love lying

We above trying, done crying

And buying into bull from wolves on wall streets

Misleading yall sheep, to fall asleep

While I'm making awakening statements, I swear it's all deep

Hopefully yall peep with ya third eye

Messages ancestral alcohols yall pour curbside

Inner peace's releasing from Herbs fried

Spirituality beyond the technologies the nerds tried

I heard my greater self, express how to make the wealth

Can't stay in Stealth, swallow yo pride if they can help

Got to upgrade ya health, before they try to lay yo brain on shelves

Not concerned with what they slang or dealt

Cause you ain't deal with none of the pain they felt

My guardian angels keep fire that'll make Satan melt

Soft asses that decided to take the belt

Cause they won't ride when it's meant to be

Provide you with trickery after siding with the enemies

We simply see that roles admired if your in controlled environments

Respect for the dead; understanding what paved roads prior meant

Frustrated hearing liars vent

False flag operations they inspire events

Orchestrated Plandemics war created

The sword we hate it, but I'm sure we're related on levels

Angelic devils, who could never settle with none of they hellish ghettos

LET'S GO