Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Without A Doubt, artist - Black Sheep. Album song Non-Fiction, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.12.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Mercury Records release;
Song language: English
Without A Doubt |
Black Sheep, in your house, party people you remember |
The two that served your whole crew like the bartender |
It’s dynamic D, don’t you panic cause we won’t stop |
Until hip-hop, is all it could be, now |
You can’t checks it when I flex it yo I wreck shhhh |
You’re turning me off like a naked anorexic |
I gets, jazzy baby if you’re blastin maybe you can |
See me and Mista Lawnge to drop the flavor loops like Toucan |
Lawnge -- |
It’s the genuine, nine and then some |
Rolling with the Sheep but yo we all can’t come |
Because the part be on that old strict clientele |
Dissing more people at the door than Jessica and Miguel |
Now if you’re peeps of the Sheep then we’ll let you in |
But if you didn’t buy my album then you’re not my friend |
I recommend you step back to the end |
And watch me catch wreck like fat people breakin wind |
Dres -- |
Black Sheep, we’re mighty like Isis |
My man, I slam nice, yes more fly than Shazam I am |
Dres, D-R-E-S, roar without a floor |
I pound clowns who walk on sound for encores |
Me and my man sicne eighty-three, makin this fast buck |
Act up and get broken when I’m open like a Mack truck |
Slammin ya on camera like Gamera it’s iller |
Cause you never knew the Sheep could catch wreck like Godzilla |
Chrous: Dres, Lawnge (repeat 2X) |
Yo I can do it |
Ain’t nuttin to it |
Yeah I can do it |
Yo we can turn this party out |
Verse Two: |
Lawnge -- |
Black Sheep, the definition, by now you should’ve known |
It means wherever we rock the spot gets blown |
So when you see is on a flyer, it should be your desire |
To witness more wreck than a West coast fire |
So be prepared to bounce jump around and all that |
You don’t have to ask Jack, you know where the party’s at |
It’s uptown in the Boogie Down so don’t sleep |
On that Non Fiction hit by Black Sheep |
Dres -- |
Be the B-B, L-L-L, L-A-C-K |
S-H, double-E-P, and comin your way with A |
Dope styles B you can’t compare |
C-D, come move your ass like you’re sittin in my chair |
We glow like incense intense like suspense |
Commence to rip the party people love nonsense, I |
Put the art in party with my padre, word to madre |
I love deeper than that lady Sade |
Lawnge -- |
Black Sheep, rips and represents, believe we do |
Have more crews than in the days of L. Q |
Now let me tell you, what other suckers failed to |
We open more doors than a carpenter puts nails through |
I wish your style was copywritten, to have fake suckers quittin |
Because the Sheep style you’re not gettin |
Ya see we know, yo, we gotta stay original |
Keep the Black Sheep flow and party til it’s time to go |
Outro: |
D — Now to the peeps in the back, if you’re not the wack, say |
L — Now all the people in the front, if you’re ready to bump, say |
D — Now in the middle we jangle jingle it ain’t no riddle, say |
L — Now to the people on the side, if you’re black with pride, say |