Dag, I wish I was like Jordan   So I could just fly through the air no one could ever stop me   Or, or like Mike Mike Tyson so I could just knock people's heads off   Nah, more like Prince so I could pull all the honeys   Well a brother like Chi Ali is pulling all the honey's anyway   But still, it would be nice      What's going on kid? At times I dress to be in   I see you grinnin I'm beginnin to think that we're friends   And if we are friends, then we are far from fools   So I will then kiss and let you into my sphere cool      Now listen I'm known, as a Black Sheep   And if you try to pull the cover and attempt to sleep   You won't get rest nah you can not sleep on this   For I make noise, see      But anyway, I   It's where I live and though therefore I pray with hay   I live on nonetheless sometime   I've got my body and my intellect      I'm buddha blessed now my chalantness   Or rather lack of this you call the spade a spade   Well I will call the spade a kiss but in the meantime   You try to and if the source I get a verbal bat   Until I get through that we are rich with wealth   Can you understand that you should be yourself?      Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool      Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool      What's going on black? You want a hand to smack   Well I can never be all that so I will give you daps   I do the 'Hey yo', your girl is on the strobe?   Oh no that's kind of trip but gee I gotta go      You see it's not the style of me so I'm not mending   And I won't pull you leg nor start pretending   To be a fair weather with a plea to come   'Cause you never let me hold your      You see it's like this I'll start explaining   Dres is down with self maintaining   Don't say I can't, I know that I can   Black Sheep rule, me and my man      Or my man and I, Mista Lawnge and Dres   Baby sounds are in the sphere   Better do as Chris says as for me, to say just how   You didn't know me then so you could never know me now      Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool      Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool      What's going on hon? You say you're out for fun   I got a pocket full of posies you say I got a gun   Then take a step back away from Flipper   I'd rather shoot you with the joint inside my zipper      But not to be fresh for then I lose the groove   I'd rather see you smile and move your booty smooth   Then I get to know ya got things to show ya   Is there the chance of me getting over      And over and over and over and over again   Now tell me are you gonna let me in?   For it's getting hot what I have have not   Give me a second thought      I have a mansion and a yacht   A caddy for my daddy something' new for mom too   A coat for Mista Lawnge and some hookers for the crew   Honey don't get mad you know my love is greater   But, I'll dig you later      Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool      Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Bah bah Black Sheep, have U.N.E. pull?   Or are you full of sheep tryin' to pull the wool      I can dig it, I can dig it, I can dig it   I can dig it, I can dig it, I can dig it