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Yo! The Black Sheep has arisen here, oh dear
The cat's out the bag and it's the end of your career
Don't spit it out, let it persevere
I like to see my dick snot disappear
I got inch out the edge, Lawnge Don can't compare
So, ho, come here
Now some say they get live but the Sugar Dick is liv-er
In and out of any situation like MacGuyver

If it's not Boopie's then it's lady Godiva
When it comes to hitting ass, I'm a striver
I'll use my dick to fight a war an' there won't be no survivor
Call me the Nine Point Fiver
'Cause I'm the sugar dick, The Sugar Dick Daddy
Mr. Lawnge of the Black Sheep
Here to point out what's wrong with emcees like these
Popping that bullshit, please
Hang it up, Black, if it's a God given talent
Then take that shit back

Analyse the style, go home and rewrite
I know you wanna be down, I know you wanna be like me
The Sugar Dick Daddy Lawnge
If you think that you can play me, nah, you're dead wrong
'Cause I write lines and wreck minds
Bein' that I'm the DJ, I can flip at any time
I'll diss you on the rhyme, diss you on the cut
Have you on the dick so much, there's no room for my nuts

Forget rappin', my nerds are herbs
Just get a job and ride my dick to work
Respect the Lawnge one
'Cause fly shit I mail out
Yo, you got the wrong one if you think I'll sell out
Used to have a ho and I'm damn glad we fell out
I would keep on rappin'
But it's time to break the hell out

Yo, bust it, I be a fly nigga as far as niggas go
I be a choice brother but only a brother would know
Chilling Eskimo as the general rule
If you can't say Dres, you can call me cool
Styles unlimited, you can't get with it
But you can get this if you straddled and it fitted
I wondered and I pondered if your family were Roman
'Cause you're snuggly and you're cuddly, play me closely like a Trojan

Ah, it busted, aww shit, don't act dumb
You opened your mouth, Black, so yo here I come
It's a catastrophic state but let it begin
If my dick's on your minds then my balls are on your chin
Now here it's kind rough so kids stay on your toes
If my balls or on your chin then pubic hair is up your nose
If pubic hair is up your nose then I suppose
I'm the nigga that gets and you're the nigga that blows

My style is immeasurable so put away your ruler
Think of the coolest kid you know, Dres is cooler
Smoother, slicker, quicker roll-flicker
Honey came bloody, so I hit her in the shitter
Went to a first stone caster cum a master blaster
Tell you 'cause I know Black get off the slim faster
I know you wanna emcee and be down with the rest
But stay on the head now 'cause that's what you do best

Your duck down sound, compound no interest
Get down with the flock motherfucker invest
In the rhymin' you're designin', I can see your shit climbin'
To the bottom from the mid where it hid bad timin'
What do you wanna know? I still gotta go
You're a tic out of tac but I'm busy gettin' doe
Move over just a bit for the sight taking flight
Still eager as the Beaver and I'm leadin' with my right
I'll coin one more then step, daggonit
Our dicks are the planet and where are you?
Yo! The Black Sheep has arisen here, oh dear   The cat's out the bag and it's the end of your career   Don't spit it out, let it persevere   I like to see my dick snot disappear   I got inch out the edge, Lawnge Don can't compare   So, ho, come here   Now some say they get live but the Sugar Dick is liv-er   In and out of any situation like MacGuyver      If it's not Boopie's then it's lady Godiva   When it comes to hitting ass, I'm a striver   I'll use my dick to fight a war an' there won't be no survivor   Call me the Nine Point Fiver   'Cause I'm the sugar dick, The Sugar Dick Daddy   Mr. Lawnge of the Black Sheep   Here to point out what's wrong with emcees like these   Popping that bullshit, please   Hang it up, Black, if it's a God given talent   Then take that shit back      Analyse the style, go home and rewrite   I know you wanna be down, I know you wanna be like me   The Sugar Dick Daddy Lawnge   If you think that you can play me, nah, you're dead wrong   'Cause I write lines and wreck minds   Bein' that I'm the DJ, I can flip at any time   I'll diss you on the rhyme, diss you on the cut   Have you on the dick so much, there's no room for my nuts      Forget rappin', my nerds are herbs   Just get a job and ride my dick to work   Respect the Lawnge one   'Cause fly shit I mail out   Yo, you got the wrong one if you think I'll sell out   Used to have a ho and I'm damn glad we fell out   I would keep on rappin'   But it's time to break the hell out      Yo, bust it, I be a fly nigga as far as niggas go   I be a choice brother but only a brother would know   Chilling Eskimo as the general rule   If you can't say Dres, you can call me cool   Styles unlimited, you can't get with it   But you can get this if you straddled and it fitted   I wondered and I pondered if your family were Roman   'Cause you're snuggly and you're cuddly, play me closely like a Trojan      Ah, it busted, aww shit, don't act dumb   You opened your mouth, Black, so yo here I come   It's a catastrophic state but let it begin   If my dick's on your minds then my balls are on your chin   Now here it's kind rough so kids stay on your toes   If my balls or on your chin then pubic hair is up your nose   If pubic hair is up your nose then I suppose   I'm the nigga that gets and you're the nigga that blows      My style is immeasurable so put away your ruler   Think of the coolest kid you know, Dres is cooler   Smoother, slicker, quicker roll-flicker   Honey came bloody, so I hit her in the shitter   Went to a first stone caster cum a master blaster   Tell you 'cause I know Black get off the slim faster   I know you wanna emcee and be down with the rest   But stay on the head now 'cause that's what you do best      Your duck down sound, compound no interest   Get down with the flock motherfucker invest   In the rhymin' you're designin', I can see your shit climbin'   To the bottom from the mid where it hid bad timin'   What do you wanna know? I still gotta go   You're a tic out of tac but I'm busy gettin' doe   Move over just a bit for the sight taking flight   Still eager as the Beaver and I'm leadin' with my right   I'll coin one more then step, daggonit   Our dicks are the planet and where are you?
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