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Come one, come all I want to welcome you too the bad boys club Where you can be as bad add you want to be, yeah Y'all heard how that snap came in They're how I'm finna snap on this beat, ha Bah bah black sheep Why your hair look different, man cuz that's the way my God crafted me Everybody else they just wanna follow suit But I think it's better being black if you ask me Bah bah black sheep Why your hair look different, man cuz that's the way my God crafted me Everybody else they just wanna follow suit But I think it's better being black if you ask me Everybody keep on falling in line, one after the other following a person I just want to stand out, I dont need no hand out, leading myself on a quest to my purpose They say people don't feel you until you gon so imma make sure my life is worth it Hair black and curly like wool, yeah I'm different but God said I'm perfect That just mean it aint another like me, Following the flock, I'm just trying to lead the fleet Going in a different so when the wolves coming I can see them but they ain't catching me Dont let everybody know yo plans, tell them after you get where you going Plant that seed, believe in yo dreams, and watch how fast them blessings grow in They said you wouldn't make it without the heard, well then show them that's a lie If it aint about my purpose or my dreams you can call me Nsyc cuz I'm yelling bah bah bah Bah bah black sheep Why your hair look different, man cuz that's the way my God crafted me Everybody else they just wanna follow suit But I think it's better being black if you ask me Bah bah black sheep Why your hair look different, man cuz that's the way my God crafted me Everybody else they just wanna follow suit But I think it's better being black if you ask me The Analytics turned into lyrics in a matter of miniature minutes The planets admit it The animals get it The standard has risen Understand that I did it, I mean I managed a living In and out my limits With a hug percentage of handing business Keeping every mic I killed I'm riddick Took a hard life to get this depth of passion Been rapping to save em from death in caskets If I'm preaching facts then react with collection baskets Pass it, that's it As I do gymnastics Since the days where we was naked and perfection in the making When the snake convinced by satan got the both of us to take it We can't make it cept by the one they posted up naked Who told us we too close to the matrix Going high to the Kingdom From fire burning like phoenix's cause he is just And he exist, requires quiet obedience The route I took won't scenic He indeed is the senior advisor Who'd rather black wool over my back then up over my eyelids, ugh Bah bah black sheep Why your hair look different, man cuz that's the way my God crafted me Everybody else they just wanna follow suit But I think it's better being black if you ask me Bah bah black sheep Why your hair look different, man cuz that's the way my God crafted me Everybody else they just wanna follow suit But I think it's better being black if you ask me
Writer(s): Cory Butler Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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