pondora's bax yes, people pawa jus a showa every awa an eyrybady claim dem demacratic but some a wolf an some a sheep an dat is prablematic
I know a man a very incredible man He's a big tall man in a big black hat A wolf in sheep's clothing yes he looks like that I know a man get in touch
existance determinded, but not by their own minds, oh yes, people behave like sheep, But at least we try to be the black ones.... Why are you so afraid
Yo, yo, yo, yo the Sheep are back, black On the attack that fattens your format And suckers have to backtrack, regroup, resign As me and mine recline
, not (Summa the time) We give our shows all we got, wreck the stage and lots play us Like the sun because we?re hot, hot It's Black Sheep, beep-beep
anything, than it's gotta be style, what happens now? A better man can hold the mike and do the proving Dres, of the Black Sheep yo, let's get the sheep
bathroom I go And fixing his fro You guessed it, the Long One What's up Black Goes the hand smack I get the feeling that it's time For some Black Sheep
wanna wreck it The name is Dres, like silk I get slick Drop rhymes like a base head Bic flicks Constantly, yes it's me, D R E S So yes, I guess, unless
you step back to the end And watch me catch wreck like fat people breakin' wind Black Sheep, we're mighty like Isis My man, I slam nice, yes more fly
second of your time But then I reckon that a second is too short let me try "You're slammin'", but anyway, I'd like to say I'm Dres of the Black Sheep
yeah Digity dog is rockin' it and Yes, I'm definitly here to stay Pass me 40, pass me to 40, pass it if you may Because my Jimmy is hard and yes I have
far as I know, see, bros Are havin' trouble knowin' who's friends and who's foes The worst Devil is a black Devil Because you come disguised as a wolf in sheep
Who's the black sheep, what's the black sheep Not knowin' who I am it's DLB rippin deep I wasn't in your realm but I'm in your sphere You still don't
valleys By the grazing lands of mercy For the Lord is my Shepherd I shall not faint Jesus came to dye white all the black sheep
to the grain [Chorus] *rapped in doubletime* I WANNA be a big bang, gotta be Never BOTTLE ME UP IN A probably, I wanna see a "Yes sir, sir" YES SIR!
part about scrubbing piss with a toothbrush. Holler scum's lullaby. Live from the ultra-fly sham city bunker where the coldest cults multiply alarmingly. Hush little baby, timeout. The black
Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir, Three bags full. One for the master, One for the dame, And one for the little boy Who lives
Bold and tell them that them Trap done stand cold Them fighting for silver and gold, yo Rastafari black sheep inna fold, yo Love and that nah put away