Monstar Clique – Black Sheep Lyrics

Black Sheep Lyrics

K.A.! K.A.!

1: Lyte
Keep jaw flappin\’, this raw passion
I\’m real as it gets and y\’all cappin\’
Young Lyte, he just small rappin\’
Hate it from the jump and saw action
Motherfucker this is what you call fashion, I\’m the MVP, I ball laughin\’
There was always time when someone said I\’d never amount to nothin\’
And now I\’m runnin\’ the game and got \’em all askin\’
Can I get a show? Can I get a freebie? Can I get a verse? Can I get a free CD?
On Twitter can I get a retweet and a photo? Fuck no, y\’all can get a DDT
And this BDE better leave me be for sure no tomorrow like BD3
Bitch I\’m big pimpin\’ like DPG, motherfucker can\’t you see we key
It\’s written in stone, no sittin\’ alone or benefit another person getting a bone
That\’s five motherfuckers that be splitting your dome
And if you got a problem, then we gripping a chrome
So watch your pitch and your tone, I can definitely see you the funny type
I swear to God that I\’m your buddy like \”Damn bitch, you better have my money right\”

: Lyte
We the black sheep, the ones you\’ll doubt fast
We them underdogs you labeled as an outcast
Bet you can\’t outlast, miss me with your clout ass
We ain\’t doing a motherfucking thing unless it \’bout cash
We the black sheep, the ones you\’ll doubt fast
We them underdogs you labeled as an outcast
Bet you can\’t outlast, miss me with your clout ass
We ain\’t doing a motherfucking thing unless it \’bout cash

2: Str8jaket
VNB, give me a blunt, give me a mic, bitch I\’ma stunt
Call me an outcast \’cause I\’m a big boy, not a yes man so you hate boy
On some fake shit got your face split, call me Two-Face, Harvey Dent switch
When we pull up in a black truck and we hop out you done change quick
Been a black sheep since birth, the realest ones ain\’t a mystery
On the Internet with them cross comments, know the truth hurts so they missin\’ me
Clout chasing while you freebasing watching every one of our moves
This Monstar shit got the rhythm but you ain\’t ever catching our groove

: Lyte
We the black sheep, the ones you\’ll doubt fast
We them underdogs you labeled as an outcast
Bet you can\’t outlast, miss me with your clout ass
We ain\’t doing a motherfucking thing unless it \’bout cash
We the black sheep, the ones you\’ll doubt fast
We them underdogs you labeled as an outcast
Bet you can\’t outlast, miss me with your clout ass
We ain\’t doing a motherfucking thing unless it \’bout cash

3: Lil Polk
Now how can you mention the dopest and don\’t know who Polk is?
Your top list is bogus, I jump in the booth and I rip it and blow it
This project boy back and you know he stay one of the coldest
Go deep like I\’m Owens, you owe me some money, you know where you goin\’
Return of the legend, you other hoes peasants, I\’m up and away, now just look at me soarin\’
Now let me switch it and shoot for the top, tryna be working and punching the clock
Project boy deadly like venom, I broke all they building and running the motherfuckin\’ block
Monstar be busting them shots and ducking the cops, we never do shit for no props
Untouchable figures with killers behind us so all of you bitches can suck on the cock
Now picture me rollin\’ like Pac, I never gon\’ stop
I\’m running and gunning, you not
Up on the level so get you a shovel and dig you a grave \’cause it\’s where you gon\’ rot
Bitch we are fire so turn on the pot, give me a reason, then boy you get shot
If it ain\’t about money or business, then ho keep your distance and watch how we stack up this gup

: Lyte
We the black sheep, the ones you\’ll doubt fast
We them underdogs you labeled as an outcast
Bet you can\’t outlast, miss me with your clout ass
We ain\’t doing a motherfucking thing unless it \’bout cash
We the black sheep, the ones you\’ll doubt fast
We them underdogs you labeled as an outcast
Bet you can\’t outlast, miss me with your clout ass
We ain\’t doing a motherfucking thing unless it \’bout cash

4: zomichigan
Black dynamite, I\’m bad bitch
Miss me with all that sad shit
There\’s no empathy, ain\’t no bitch in me
So don\’t look to me for no sympathy
I\’m cold (coldblooded), bitch I\’m Rick James
Try not to disdain \’til the Uber driver switch lanes
I\’m in the backseat getting brain fog and I\’m going insane
Yeah, I\’m showin\’ my ass, I\’m smoking tress, I\’m smoking grass
This zo, I\’m a Monstar, I got the word to conquer
Black wolf walk with the sheep, pit-bull bark and I sound so deep
I\’m off the chain when I walk through the street, canine bloodline in my IV
I\’m so high, don\’t need ID \’cause my eyes you cannot see
So if the devil chasing me, when I sleep I grind my teeth
Wake up and get a big bag, is you little? Are you big mad?
Your whole crew get smoked like a zigzag
This shit won\’t last, now zip up the bodybag

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