[Chorus: 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 killing
That's a sensation
Tell me how you feel, yea, 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
[?]

[Chorus: 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 killing
That's a sensation
Tell me how you feel, yea, 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 killed 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 that divination
Sensation is sin within my nation
The pen is penetrating my brothers inside the system
They [?]
Their bodies been selling work
But 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

[Chorus: 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 killing
That's a sensation
Tell me how you feel, yea, tell me how you feel
Just a little impatient
Can't sit still so the Henny gon' spill for the homies we lost