Goodie Mob - Prey 4 Da Sheep lyrics

You write, really? Scribble
Scribble, dilly dabble, brother
Clear with the math numbers, gassed off him
No mercy
Didn't grow up in the projects though
Do you like a cholo
Southern boy up in the polo
Lennox done turned to Greenbriar
Fire in the sky wish my folks wouldn't kill
Wish my partner wouldn't deal
Police got eyes in the hills
Looking for my people
Just in case they had full fever
Bill Gates wouldn't tag a mutant like a dog
Slaughterhouse is full of hogs
Politics got me dancing like a stripper
You lil' foul mouth bitch playing traffic

Dungeon family is the clique
We reach into the goodie bag and
We'll let any nigga have it
In no particular order, so what's happening?

Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep
Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep

Everybody playin' dumb the sum of all fears
It appears to have the general public numb
So some run to guns store quick to buy gun
And clips for the sticks
Of hundred round drums
Now who really want the smoke
When it's time to pump-pump?
Only chump jump a nigga
That's down for 1-on-1
I am 1 of 1 original, physical and digital
Copies, they get bodied
We don't give fuck who you listen to
Yeah we glistening too
Balling in the whole bit
We giving power through knowledge straight
From this bull pit they preying on the sheep
While the flock flocks
It's the end of days, watch the tick-tock

Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep
Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep

Tabernacle, synagogue, charge it to the game
Full speed ahead
Smoking like a freight train
All work, no play, foundation layed
Blood sweat and tears from the
Cradle to the grave
Glitch in the game, operation bait and switch
Like a high
Catch 'em waitin' on a wild bitch
Scamlanta, everybody tryna run their play
Fuck a ring, fuck a trophy
Just tear the tape
Think it's cake, well it ain't
Egg in your face
Redshirt, khaki pants like my name was Jake
Wake and bake, big steak like a wordsmith
Got a million of our kinfolk, don't even trip

Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep
Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep

Being black is a blessing and a curse
Living with the pain and the hurt
Take a stand as a word
Concentrating thinking of a master plan
Got a mic and a Black as
I sat with the concept
Just wanna raise my kids right
Protect them at all costs
And never to fall off
You thought that I would
I'm reaching higher than ever
To levels infested with devils and snakes
I see the hate in your eyes when I walk by
Taught by your people, to hate black people
Take the sheep to the shepherd or the church
Organized, come together, let's work
Get this money man

Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream (They will)
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep
Things ain't always what it seems
What's worse, selling dope or selling dreams?
Let 'em row your boat
They'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep