Songtext Have u.N.E pull von Black Sheep

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Have u.N.E pull

Intro (by Chi Ali)
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
Naaw, more like Prince
So I could pull all the honeys
Well a brother like Chi Ali is pullin all the honeys anyway
But still, it would be nice
First Verse
What's goin 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 naaaah
You can not sleep on this
For I make noise... see
But anyway, I

I live on nonetheless
Someime
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
Butt 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?
repeats twice
'Bah bah Black Sheep' repeated three
Have U.N.E. Pull / times
Or are you full of sheep
Tryin to pull the wool
Second Verse
What's goin 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
Chorus
Third verse
What's goin on hon?
You say you're out for fun
I got a pocket full of posies
You say I got a fun
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 gettin over
And over and over and over and over again
Now tell me
Are you gonna let me in
For it's gettin hot
what I have have not
Give me a second though
I have a mansion and a yacht
A caddy for my daddy
somethin new for mom too
A coat for Mista Lawnge
and some hook-ers for the crew
Honey don't get mad
You know my love is greater
But, I'll dig you later
Chorus
repeated six times
with gradually decreasing emphasis

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Intro (by Chi Ali)  
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  
Naaw, more like Prince  
So I could pull all the honeys  
Well a brother like Chi Ali is pullin all the honeys anyway  
But still, it would be nice  
First Verse  
What's goin 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 naaaah  
You can not sleep on this  
For I make noise... see  
But anyway, I  
  
I live on nonetheless  
Someime  
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  
Butt 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?  
 repeats twice  
'Bah bah Black Sheep'  repeated three  
Have U.N.E. Pull / times  
Or are you full of sheep  
Tryin to pull the wool  
Second Verse  
What's goin 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  
Chorus  
Third verse  
What's goin on hon?  
You say you're out for fun  
I got a pocket full of posies  
You say I got a fun  
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 gettin over  
And over and over and over and over again  
Now tell me  
Are you gonna let me in  
For it's gettin hot  
what I have have not  
Give me a second though  
I have a mansion and a yacht  
A caddy for my daddy  
somethin new for mom too  
A coat for Mista Lawnge  
and some hook-ers for the crew  
Honey don't get mad  
You know my love is greater  
But, I'll dig you later  
Chorus  
 repeated six times  
with gradually decreasing emphasis