Black Sheep

Bitch, I always been a black Sheep

When I was pushing work you Niggas was pushing whack weed

I had to graduate from pack When niggas started to tax me Niggas was copping pounds Because back then that shit was Tax free

Niggas would hit me up for a Ride like I'm a taxi

You ask me I was sliding dolo Through them back streets Phones off don't make a sound On that mission can't let them Track me

Always kept the strap in my lap Because I don't drag feet

You ain't trying to fire when you Sliding if you keep it in the Backseat

Pack a piece nigga If you trust Me know I pack heat

I spit bars and trip hard but I Don't do the rap beef

Two in his chest one in his head That's how you supposed to deal With rat beef

I did a lot of dirt, But I ain't Never had a rap sheet

It really Makes my stomach turn And kinda act queasy, when you Feel the hate and oppression Coming from black D's, told dog I'll never fold under pressure That's word to Black P