Letras:
Dreams The Black Sheep

m down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger The brother in my set, is 16 is wet It's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin

thirst Rich red vascular tapestries Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep In dreams where themes of bestiality Are a blessing on their Sunday sheep Sermons hang a black

on with or without you. Pain must exist in order for healing to survive. Neither one will ever serve their purpose alone. You?ve fallen in love with a dream

every night It's safe to say, don't quote me on that I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? The black sheep got blackmailed

: Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so

: Black sheep of the family nothing like the rest separate from the others failing all their tests can't they see you're different so hungry and so lean

... dreams. Sweet... dreams. Go on, go on, go on, go on and dream- Your house is on fire... Come along now... Sweet... dreams. Sweet... dreams. Sweet

winners I need the fame And if you touched me You'd be my shame Your childish dreams are all in vain To me your kind is all the same A starlit sky Of black

winner 'Cause I pack you with Dom till you fall asleep Call me Black, or Daddy Dog Sheep Hey yo, fellas, you gots to keep her 'Cause a nigga like Black