Imagine if: Don't be a sheep, they hate the sheep They smile in your face, then they carve your meat The wolves got fangs, but the shepherd's worse He'll bless you then sell you in a three-piece

Jobe KayiOne: Imagine if: Don't be a sheep, they hate the sheep They smile in your face, then they carve your meat The wolves got fangs, but the shepherd's worse He'll bless you then sell you in a three-piece

Jobe KayiOne: I'd rather be the wolf, I'd rather be the ghost I'd rather be the one they fear than the one they toast Don't be a sheep – that's a dead man's coat I walk alone, but at least I wrote my own note.