Texty:
Black Sheep State Of Yo

Without the faith for things that work To spite my life is to spite your birth We share the earth, yo, but who was first, yo? So, who's here now, yo? Well, where's my hearse, yo

like the wafer that the nun got converted to eat takin the lamb of god herded the sheep a whole flock of __ nigga do you believe yo wats poppin its

Allah, it's like that Pull ya shoes up black, matta of fact just adapt Tie up, ya black Nike's and tight hats Corners, stay surrounded with foreigners

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

far east With gods and Sheiks Pretty amazons for weeks Player dons that fleece the family's black sheep Icons that teach that we all act unique We got stats

mind when he crossed the line Sent his back through his chest then I tossed the nine Boss of crime, Black Gotti, I stack bodies wit the black shotty

Allah, it's like that Pull ya shoes up black, matta of fact just adapt Tie up, ya black Nike's and tight hats Corners, stay surrounded with foreigners

shit that you won't do So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin through I got niggaz who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot Who sit next to you

far east With Gods and sheiks, pretty Amazons for weeks Player dons that fleece the family's black sheep Icons that teach that we all act unique We got stats