Traduction: Black Sheep. Sur Le Mur.
and I know) And I know (and I know) Black Sheep freak sweet styles Just like we're supposed ta Cause Dres will pull the wool Cause before Black Sheep
I'm surprised I ain't retarded At night I can't sleep, count sheep As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep Starin at the wall, heard
goes by. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. They got a nigga goin crazy. Feelin crazy. (Tell em bout it.) Last year was hard. But life goes on
-paint the plain sides of all the subway train rides I got a pitbull that eats sheep and spits wool And chews on human body tissue 'til its stomach
helpless) As a bird with a broken wing Like a sheep in a lion's den Gonna fall but you won't know when You hear footsteps in the night, see shadows on the wall
with a broken wing Like a sheep in a lion's den Gonna fall but you won't know when You hear footsteps in the night, see shadows on the wall And the
your throat like a necklace Missed the drum, young ladies gimme a call My number's written next to Fuckwit on the Chicks bathroom wall I'm slightly
Dickies I got my loccs on sailing through my neighborhood Catch you slipping on them bricks it ain't all good Front door kicker Glock spitter Black and
' in the backseat Or in my room, you bucky naked in my black mink Girl, it's either 'this or that', like it's black sheep I know it's on, if you twistin
with a broken wing Like a sheep in a lions den Gonna fall but you won't know when (He's gonna get you) You hear footsteps in the night, see shadows on the wall
a bean pie from a guy with a bow tie Peace to F.O.I. cause they got the skills To make brothers that act ill, chill Wall to wall on the dance floor I
epistles of Paul beneath a waterfall, rubbin crystal balls But now we spray paint initials on the wall On the wall... spray paint initials on the wall
reality, the sky is green That there's weapons in Iraq, and the President's clean When it's on, thinkin you can trust police Every black is a beast and
in my Dickies I got my loccs on sailing through my neighborhood Catch you slipping on them bricks it ain't all good Front door kicker Glock spitter Black
around your throat like a necklace Missed the drum, young ladies gimme a call My number's written next to Fuckwit on the Chicks bathroom wall I'm slightly
Baa baa black sheep, what I can, cannot sing How did it ever get to this, vicious circle, circus ring Circumstance has me defending my skin On ice where
