Dag, I wish I was like Jordan
So I could just fly through the air no one could ever stop me
Or, or like Mike Mike Tyson so I could just knock people's heads off
Nah, more like Prince so I could pull all the honeys
Well a brother like Chi Ali is pulling all the honey's anyway
But still, it would be nice
What's going on kid? At times I dress to be in
I see you grinnin I'm beginnin to think that we're friends
And if we are friends, then we are far from fools
So I will then kiss and let you into my sphere cool
Now listen I'm known, as a Black Sheep
And if you try to pull the cover and attempt to sleep
You won't get rest nah you can not sleep on this
For I make noise, see
But anyway, I
It's where I live and though therefore I pray with hay
I live on nonetheless sometime
I've got my body and my intellect
I'm buddha blessed now my chalantness
Or rather lack of this you call the spade a spade
Well I will call the spade a kiss but in the meantime
You try to and if the source I get a verbal bat
Until I get through that we are rich with wealth
Can you understand that you should be yourself?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool
What's going on black? You want a hand to smack
Well I can never be all that so I will give you daps
I do the 'Hey yo', your girl is on the strobe?
Oh no that's kind of trip but gee I gotta go
You see it's not the style of me so I'm not mending
And I won't pull you leg nor start pretending
To be a fair weather with a plea to come
'Cause you never let me hold your
You see it's like this I'll start explaining
Dres is down with self maintaining
Don't say I can't, I know that I can
Black Sheep rule, me and my man
Or my man and I, Mista Lawnge and Dres
Baby sounds are in the sphere
Better do as Chris says as for me, to say just how
You didn't know me then so you could never know me now
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool
What's going on hon? You say you're out for fun
I got a pocket full of posies you say I got a gun
Then take a step back away from Flipper
I'd rather shoot you with the joint inside my zipper
But not to be fresh for then I lose the groove
I'd rather see you smile and move your booty smooth
Then I get to know ya got things to show ya
Is there the chance of me getting over
And over and over and over and over again
Now tell me are you gonna let me in?
For it's getting hot what I have have not
Give me a second thought
I have a mansion and a yacht
A caddy for my daddy something' new for mom too
A coat for Mista Lawnge and some hookers for the crew
Honey don't get mad you know my love is greater
But, I'll dig you later
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?
Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool
I can dig it, I can dig it, I can dig it
I can dig it, I can dig it, I can dig it