Тональность: Ab major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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[Hook: Black Sheep (Emage)]
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We like blowing up the spot
(Summa the time)
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We're known for fronting, not
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We give our shows all we got
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Wreck the stage and lots play us
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Like the sun because were hot, hot
Verse 2
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[Dres] It's Black
Sheep, beep- beep,
everybody on your feet
Catch the beat, sweet sweet,
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got you bopping down the street
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Shorts to short- sets,
shorties for short sex
Forties, my forte: butter
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fill and four Becks
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That defines Dres, d- are- e- s,
no further ado
I charcoal,
broil and foil more than any barbecue
In the breeze like Lenin,
listen when IÆm beginning
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In Nueva York,
better known as kings' dominion
We're back again,
smacking beats across your head and back
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And when you front I'l make you
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stand out like a fat African
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Peace to all down South,
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I know it's hot as Hades
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Love to all the fam- a- lam I
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scrambled in the Eighties
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Now we're in the Nineties,
as months go where the hour went
I stack mint and think of what?
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Black empowerment
I think wife, and black child to raise together
I think about the winter
knowing nothing last forever
In this world things happen
at the drop of a dime
Some things never happen at all,
Verse 3
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[Hook: Dres (Emage)] (Summa the
time)
IÆm hitting your face like
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It's like I rip the mic to
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Huh, I'm docking it in your port
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I'm slamming it in your court
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Me taking the shorts?
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I'm holding the for'ps, child
please
Verse 4
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[Mr Lawnge] Some of the
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time I'm with my crew,
some of the time I'm not
Bouncing down the block,
blowing up the spot
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But only when it's hot do I see
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nuff niggas looking at me
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Displaying signs of jealousy,
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it means they're still Black With NV
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I go by the name of the Sugar Dick
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Daddy Lawnge, ripping the song
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Suckers see me, want to be me,
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but IÆm creamy and theyÆre dead wrong
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To whom it may concern: yo,
donÆt even try, kid
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Because you couldn't see
me even if I was your eyelid
Verse 5
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When I rhyme for the summertime,
believe I can
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Bring more relief from grief
than the Icy man
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Be it your front yard,
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your stoop or porch
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Like the Kackalackan sun,
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I'm guaranteed to scorch
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I know it was about time we
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dropped the now, oh gosh
We got more niggas rolling up
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than even at the car wash
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Yeah, we're here to tan that
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as s like the summer sun
For the nigga that tried to dis us,
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we know he's the dumber one
When you hear the Sheep are
rocking be on the lookout
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Cause we gather more hungry crowds than a
cookout
Verse 6
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[Hook: Mr Lawnge (Emage)]
(Summa the time)
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I like to tour around the world
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(Summa the time)
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I'm chilling hard with my girl
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I like to wake late
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For summer heat's sake
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Listen to the fat beats we make
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And chill on a summer break
Interlude 1
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[Dres] It's the summer
Verse 7
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blitz, dips with pretty lips
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Bros with or without doe flip for hits
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Yo, microphone check one,
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be no other heap- topping
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I rock a flock and mock,
Sheep- Sheep rocking
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Sonny, can you feel me? Honey, I be fly
Money making,
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really there's a ribbon in the sky
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For One Love,
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I'm kicking my diction less the fiction
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Non- believers thought me
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hiking and fishing
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Now I spike them like a Viking
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Wildstyle, like summer in Astoria
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Way back my peoples made
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Ajax join the Warriors
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Back when park jams found me
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trying to see the band
Until parties in the centre
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saw DJs as the man
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feel the breeze changing lanes
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I put a chill in your veins,
even on a crowded train
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IÆm cool, more cool than
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Morris dropping Time
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-Less legit hits for some
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ones in ninety- nine
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Since a long time ago,
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IÆm getting mine
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Put the 'genuine' in genuine,
Verse 8
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[Hook: Dres (Emage)]
(Summa the time)
I'm taking respect,
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do you copy?
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I'm whyling with my baby
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boy Papi
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I'm with the Lawnge one
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Running, ripping up tracks un-
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'Til the summer skill that we flex
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Says it's time to chill
Outro 1
(Summa the time)
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