Black Sheep - Me & My Brother Lyrics
[Dres]Yo, yo, yo, yo the Sheep are back, blackOn the attack that fattens your formatAnd suckers have to backtrack, regroup, resignAs me and mine recline in shadeCause now we're getting paid like crimeKrill, with the skill to kill while I'm on your willIll, with the feel for what's real in my appealWhy play me chummy if you really think I'm crummyI caught your words and prep so long ago it isn't funnyNow I'm ready to riot until the state is in gasIf I wanted to dis you I'd play your shit and laughHuh, first mistake, choice when we gave itNow put your plea on a deposit slip and save itSecond was the mic checking that you couldn't doWe step through just to get respect from your crewThird, I heard you're tense with the gatAll I got to say to that is, umm, it's FATBe the fourth parallel to your ismKnow the diff of disrespect and criticismFive, I plead the fifth, I'm just plain liveI won't riff with the jive that the Sheep'll take a diveWe've arrived just in time and you'll discoverOnly my mother, sister and sonCould come between me and my brother[Chorus x2]Me and my brother, my brother and meDon't look on the surface cause if you do you'll never seeMe and my brother, my brother and ICause you'll fly sky-high when you try[Mr Lawnge]Hey, yoIt took a long time although niggas thought we came out of the blueA lot of punks slept but we always knewThat's why you pursue the two-man crewTo do the mother*****ing job that you know a boy can't doLike every aspect we cover: beats, rhymes and otherNobody else down, yo, it's just me and my brotherSheeit, back when the shit began, before there was a fanWe had the skills so we ran with my man StanI had to pay my dues running with other crewsBlack Sheep is here but ***** ass niggas still snoozeIt doesn't matter, Boo! I'll make you scatterDon't flatter cause I don't want your ***** nigga chit-chatterI got stacks and stacks of fat tracks and waxBut you played yourself so don't even askAnd I won't remind you of the stupid shit you did and saidOut the side of your head when you were sleeping deadAnd now I'm charging like a bull and you're redThat's why I'm pulling *****ing files like a fedChecking pros, doing shows wherever they goesGetting hoes and foes but don't sleep on those brosCome legit, you need to quit with that ego shitBecause you're only as large as your last hitWe intimidate, niggas try to retaliateGo on, guess your fate, cause it's your *****ing guts I hateI'll put on my Tims and kick 'emGrab my shank and brrrr, stick 'em, ha-haha, stick 'em*****! Now the Sheep are rolling deep with One Love***** around and be a victim of, who?[Chorus][Dres]Baby pah, you're best to learn that we yearnedAnd long earned, keep your concern, Black Sheep for the termForget status, we go for gold, who be creamy?Cleaner no picture, clearly the victor, nigga, you seen meWith my man, no other mother could pull my brotherNo way is it gay when I say we love one anotherUh huh, run for cover cause you're coming on the blockWe're the best in the flock, was you born a *****ing *****?!***** your grade, our record play, man, it's like JordanRock it better than NASA or lock it tighter than the wardenHuh, according to some emcees, hating and to end all their jelWe selling now, ***** like 'Mister Wendal'Bendable plates, expendable tapes we ain'tWhitewash the Sheep when you're wack, save your paintNo haps, chaps, you might as well shut your trapsThe gap's too big, dig, dapple over the mapsDoing curls with girls and blowing like RegPeep the slim slick, no Hammer, smack 'em sledgeGrammar, hot damn, I rip the rhythm upAnd rock cuts like sluts with big butts do nuts for ducsI split shit, you better see anotherDown over a decade, this weight could never coverShucks, we hit *****s like nuts be touching Roscoe'sPick up the old school flavour like you're name was Barro Pasco (???)*****, my whole ass is all on me that's bootyMy job's to clean up after my son cause that's my dutyWhy bug, g? Could it be that you can't seeD, motherucker, D, mother*****er! D-R-E-S, yes, with Lawnge since SanfordKnowing we were destined to blow like BranfordDown for the duration, grand like Central StationAnd a fat speaker says you got a demonstration from[Chorus x2]
