[ INTRO: Dres ]
Yeah
A-ha
What?
Yo, check this out
This is how it`s done
How you do it?
You can`t blow the spot, we already blew it
(Show & A.G.)
And Black Sheep
[ VERSE 1: A.G. ]
I drop facts over tracks that go ratatatat
Fuck the red, white & blue, I`m with the black-black-black
You diss the brother Show, it makes me wonder
You put him to the test and watch the brother molest the SP-1200
Used to rhyme on calls and acapella
Now I`m doin shows forever, but I was always a `goodfella`
You feel the wrath of the seven and a half
In that ass if you don`t pass the microphone quick fast
Brothers been tryin to diss for years
As long as I`m respected by my peers
And get cheers - who the fuck cares?
Yeah, I`m weeded, but I`m undefeated
Niggas is heated because I`m makin a buck, yup, I succeeded
And ain`t no time for no ego-trippin
Me and my homies are all for one, one for all, so let`s see who`s flippin
And I`m still with the brother Show
Whoever said that we broke up, they get the dick, and you can tell it`s so
Showbiz & A.G. and Black Sheep
We`re in (e.f.f.e.c.t.)
[ CHORUS ]
You know how it goes (You know how we do it)
You can`t blow the spot (cause we already blew it)
You know how we do it (You know how it goes)
It`s me or my brother (or me and my bros)
You know how it goes (You know how we do it)
You know how it sounds (when a nigga gets into it)
You know how we do it (You know how it goes)
It`s me and my brothers (with the fabulous flows)
[ VERSE 2: Mista Lawnge ]
Now who can it be, you wanna see who`s flowin next
>From the Boogie Down B-r-o-n-x
With that nigga D, Showbiz & A.G.
My crew is mad deep, don`t ever try to sleep or try to play me
You`ll never be comp and your head will get stomped in
>From fuckin with the crew that`s Boogie Down Bronx rompin
Yo, the Sugar Dick is the man, and
Even The Gap Band made a song about how I`m `outstandin`
My favorite pasttime is breakin thee
Bitch-ass niggas that apparently mistakin me
For a nigga that`s b-u-t-t
But they all end up r.i.p.
So nigga, pause, slow down, baby
Back the fuck up, nigga, you must be crazy
The others tried to tell you, but you didn`t heed the warning
Now you`re gettin fucked up from late night to early morning
You wanna be, but you can`t see me
Cause I`m in e.f.f.e.c.t.
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Dres ]
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, where have you been, where?
Black Sheep, everything you do is cashmere
Yeah, I travel upward, cause I come from Down South
Just when you try to counter, my hook`s in your mouth
Baah! You can`t stop me, I do what I wanna
I know you wanna, so yo, come on, I
Got skills for dills, give chills to mills
My style of wild is makin piles of dollar bills
So `fleeex`, and it`s time to crack necks
Punks fuck around and get a chest full or Gore-Tex
You don`t know me - from silicone titties
I keep shit on lock, Aki got keys in cities
I rock it, my style`s your money in my pocket
You jock it and play yourself like Pee Wee when you knock it
Off the wall like a hanger, I drop my slang, a
Nigga never figured to be in your shit like a booty banger
Jingle-jigga, nigga, pass the Endo
Cause you fuckin with mees like you stickiin your dick out the window
[ CHORUS ]
[ OUTRO: Showbiz ]
Aiyo, check it
It`s the Show-b-i-z from the Bx, knowmsayin?
Showbiz & A.G. in effect
Black Sheep
As we go on in the swing of things
`94 and beyond, knowmsayin?
Legion, [Name], One Love Records in effect
Check it out, yo
D.I.T.C.
Showbiz signin off, yo
Got the flavor rollin on...
