Yo! The Black Sheep has arisen here, oh The cat's out the bag and it's the end of your Don't spit it out, let it I like to see my snot disappear I got out the edge, Lawnge Don can't compare So, ho, come Now some say they get live but the Sugar Dick is In and out of any like MacGuyver
If not Boopie's then it's lady Godiva When it comes to ass, I'm a striver I'll use my to fight a war an' there won't be no survivor Call me the Point Fiver I'm the sugar dick, The Sugar Dick Daddy Mr. Lawnge of the Sheep Here to out what's wrong with emcees like these that bullshit, please Hang it up, Black, if it's a God talent Then take shit back
the style, go home and rewrite I know you wanna be down, I know you be like me The Sugar Dick Daddy If you think that you can play me, nah, you're dead I write lines and wreck minds Bein' I'm the DJ, I can flip at any time diss you on the rhyme, diss you on the cut Have you on the dick so much, there's no room for my
Forget rappin', my are herbs Just get a job and my dick to work the Lawnge one 'Cause fly I mail out Yo, you got the wrong one if you think I'll out Used to have a ho and I'm damn we fell out I would on rappin' But it's time to the hell out
Yo, bust it, I be a fly nigga as far as go I be a choice brother but only a brother know Chilling Eskimo as the general If you can't say Dres, you can me cool Styles unlimited, you get with it But you can get if you straddled and it fitted I wondered and I pondered if family were Roman 'Cause you're snuggly and you're cuddly, play me closely like a
Ah, it busted, aww shit, act dumb You opened mouth, Black, so yo here I come It's a catastrophic state but let it If my dick's on your then my balls are on your chin Now here it's kind so kids stay on your toes If my balls or on your then pubic hair is up your nose If hair is up your nose then I suppose I'm the nigga that and you're the nigga that blows
My style is immeasurable so put your ruler Think of the kid you know, Dres is cooler Smoother, slicker, quicker Honey bloody, so I hit her in the shitter Went to a first stone cum a master blaster Tell you I know Black get off the slim faster I know you wanna emcee and be with the rest But stay on the head now 'cause that's you do best
Your down sound, compound no interest Get down with the flock motherfucker In the rhymin' you're designin', I can see your shit To the bottom from the mid where it hid bad What do you know? I still gotta go You're a tic out of tac but I'm busy doe Move over a bit for the sight taking flight eager as the Beaver and I'm leadin' with my right I'll coin one more then step, Our dicks are the planet and are you?