Land of the Wolves

[Intro: Radio Host Female & Radio Host Male & Oswin Benjamin]
I'm excited, cause 845 is in the building
Yeahh
Alright, I grew up in Pokipsy so what up Newburgh?!
Alright, I'm leaving
*Laughs*
So I'm excited, and um, tell us your story. Tell us, you know, how you came in the game and who you look up to and what you working on?
Got you man, in a nut-shell man, I'm--I ain't nobody different man. I'm a human being man, I'm flawed and I'm a work in progress. Man, like I'm a child of God first and I'm an artist second, and um, I just want uh, my whole thing is to tell that other side of the story: the backyard to the trap. The one, the story that doesn't get told

[Hook: Oswin Benjamin]
Pray for me
Take my soul and pray for me, yeah
Just pray for me

[Verse 1: Oswin Benjamin]
Hold up
Sheep in the land of the wolves (wolves)
Lamb in the land of the lions (lions)
Where it is the easiest to lose hope and the hardest to find it
Trying to navigate through these climates (true)
A refugee with the soul to ascend up, Lauryn's hill and see Zion
All this faith too big to get got (*gunshot*)
All this ambition, I can't get popped
All these [jewels/Jews?], pure concentration, I'm camping out
Stigmata with the holy feeling I'm just handing out
My [?], but y'all have been biting too long
I ain't been home in too long, still born, trying to be reborn
Life is still trying to respawn, through a few bars in these songs
Verbalize my sin through these songs
How I take grace for granted, faith in shambles, looking for the one who made this all
Still a product of the sin of my father
Still a product of the love of a household
Still a product of the stockroom where I stole shit and it all went down nigga Dow Jones
Disaster, dispatcher, we the fallen niggas
All they gotta do is call and he cap a nigga
Ain't no cap and gown for niggas
They the alpha male, you bad just to cap a nigga
Dreadful with the passion, [?] wealth don't try to adjust my salary cap my nigga
This a stand up nigga that's capped a nigga (cap, cap, cap)
[?] uh

[Hook: Oswin Benjamin]
Pray for me
Take my soul, yeah, pray for me, yeah
Pray for me
Take my soul,yeah, pray for me, yeah
Just pray for me
Take my soul, yeah, pray for me, yeah
Take your soul
Take your soul

[Verse 2: Oswin Benjamin]
I don't want to be the greatest, I want to be the realest
My focus need a shifting
Those who have eyes will see, and those who have soul will feel him
Those with ears to listen shall hear him, from the melanated to fair skin
Truth is, I don't think 'fore I do shit
With my eyes closed fit the five loaves with the two fish
The Messiah, the martyr, architect and the author
I'm the virgin, the scarlet, the ratchet and righteous
That's colorblind, the hue-man
See the soul in the spirit of this human being
Being non-existent staying in tune with the truest living
'Fore this brown kid shifts to Heaven's new edition
This is the real [?] cerebral, you should do the [dishes?]

[Outro: Oswin Benjamin]
Ah, what's good with your soul?
What's good with your spirit?
What's good with your soul, yeah
What's good with your spirit?
What good with your-- soul?
What's good with your spirit?
Nigga