[Verse 1: Stepa J Groggs]
Who's the black sheep? I'm the black sheep
No pounds for these mutts just puttin them to sleep
If my rhymes were to weak I'd put in my 2 weeks
But there's never no quittin I'm more Quinton
Going on a rampage on this damn page
Think you can flow ok? lets get it on
Every bar I write it's like I'm swinging in the octagon
If you say you're eatin then it's your plate I'm plottin on
Like, you gon eat your cornbread
Life, can really f** with your head
That's only if you're weak minded
Might get followers on twitter, but when it comes to music Nobody's behind it
Because you behind kid,you know a** cheeks?
All I want to do is live good and smash beats
Trying to stand out stay true and do me, B
[Hook: Stepa J Groggs]
How you gon rip it like this son?
How you gon rip it like that son?
I don't play that because its action
I'm talkin bah bah cause I'm black son
Thats right I'm the the black sheep the real black sheep
I'm the the black sheep the real black sheep
I'm the the black sheep the real black sheep
I'm the the black sheep the real black sheep
[Verse 2: Ritchie With a T]
Engine, Engine, Number Nine
If you spit lets here some lines
If you come with sh** thats wack
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it to me Ritchie on the m-i-c
I rip mics well sorta ... Kinda yah not really
Skatin these tracks these n***as just pop wheelies
If Kanye did it these n***as would rock heelies
But me I'm just a black sheep
A little bit different but yo I'm glad b
These brothas is sweeter then laffy taffy
And we ain't gon stop till we cross the map see
[Hook]
[Bridge] X 8
I'm the black sheep the real black sheep