Letras:
Black Sheep B B S

move it away Black Sheep, aight? Black Sheep, ayyyy! Iiiii! Ohhh! Who? You, so I'm rocking it on the regular, I pick it up like a 'fro And your radio's

10 My skin is my sin My S-K-I-N is my S-I-N ("Burning our black skin") [x2] [W.C.] Who's that janky-ass nigga with last? Standing like a G pissing

and gold ropes Where my man Young MC and Tone Loc? Kris Kross, the B.O.S.S., divine styler Def Jef of course let's break it down ta Mic Geronimo,

were nine or ten; together we've climbed hills and trees, learned of love and A-B-C's, skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. Goodbye my friend, it's

lost it but -- -- back is the Black Boogey Man Manic mad musician, maker of noise that's jocked, by your homeboys I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the

Yeah, the tide's goin' down nigga All we need is a a stage, Gotti Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon It's on and poppin' baby The Last Temptation! He's back

we were nine or ten Together we climbed hills and trees Learned of love and A B C's Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees Goodbye, my friend, it's

dup damn Yo I lost it but back is the Black Boogey Man Manic mad musician, maker of noise that's jocked, by your Homeboys, I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's

paid off Soon after that he got laid off I'm lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka's flow Hold your black stallions and your black sheeps Black