A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Album - 22 ottobre 1991 - Debaser id 48003

Verse One: Dres
I skipped the line, I paid my dime
I hung my coat, and now it's time
To move to the forefront take my rounds
Say peace and give a pound have a drink, get down
I'm on the floor, besides the door
The sound is rich, and I ain't poor
I'm looking for Susie or Wendy or Judy
But look at her [repeat 3X] "Who me?"
Yes, you sweetie, although it's hard to see thee
I see your silhouette and what I see has got me needy
I need you for a second of your time
But then I reckon that a second is too short let me try
"You're slammin!"
But anyway, I'd like to say
I'm Dres of the Black Sheep givin you play
Step out in the light, come show off yourself
Yo, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else.
Chorus: Dres, Strobelite Hoe
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go" [repeat line 3X]
Just don't know "Why?" Hon, I just don't know
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go" [repeat line 3X]
See something ain't right "Why?" It's the strobelite
Insert - Mista Lawnge, Dres, Strobelite Hoe
[Mista Lawnge]
Van Damne, Oh man, now you look out
I can not dig it, I can not dig it
No, yo Black, I can not dig it
[Dres, Strobelite Hoe]
Listen Hon, I mean aaaaaah
It's nice looking at you, I just have to go
My man is right over there "Where you going?"
I have to go "Huhhhhh?"
[to his 'man' who doesn't exist] I'm on my way Black, I'm on my way
"Don't you have a number or something?"
Listen it's ahhhhhhh, 765-4321
"What area code is that?"
One, nine-hundred
Verse Two: Dres
Listen here dear, step to the rear
Find yourself a seat, buy yourself a beer
Eat some pretzels, go play some videos
Thank you for your time honey, but hoe, I gotta go
I think I lost my coat, and plus I'm double parked
I thought you was my girl, see I can't see in the dark
Anyway I'm out, out is where I be
I've got to step, "With the viscosity"
When you see a honey by the strobelite
Black I hope you got good sight
For honey that you see, like a Shakespeare soliloquy
May or may not be, all that
In fact, quite wacked
With the girl that makes you stop tracks
But neither here nor there fear
Unless, of course, you don't care
Listen baby girl, let me say it slow
I-have-to-go
Not to dis, but lets disperse
Yo, I'll see you later, unless I see you first
Chorus
Outro: Dres
Can't swing tonight, so ahhhhhhh
Honey take a hike, go fly a kite
And I don't mean to be impolite
But yo, I'm outta here aight?

I.B. - Interview Bitch
B.S. - When I'm not sure who's talking, or Dres and Lawnge both are
M.L. - Mista Lawnge
Dres - Who else?
(Yo-Yo: "Don't try to play me out, don't try to play me out.")
I.B. - Hello. We are the hosts of L.A.S.M. association, Ladies Against
Sexist Motherfuckers. And today our guests are Black Sheep. You both
are from New York right?
B.S. - Ah. That's true. New York. That's true. Yo.
I.B. - You supposedly met in North Carolina?
B.S. - Yea, yea, yea. North Carolina. Yea. Uh huh. Yea, yea.
I.B. - So what's the difference between the lifestyles you lead in New
York and North Carolina?
B.S. - Trees and building. Trees and buildings.
Dres - Basically, look, there was tractors, rakes, and hoes down
there. Up here we just got the hoes. You know what I'm saying.
B.S. - Tractors and rakes.
I.B. - Dres, you seem to have a conceited personality. Do you?
Dres - Next question please.
I.B. - Ah. Wow. In your album you disrespect women by calling us hoes.
Why is that?
Dres - Listen, listen, listen. Honey, ho is merely short for honey.
Dig? Hoe is short for honey. We just got lazy and dropped the -ney.
B.S. - Right. Like when you drop to you knees. Right, right.
I.B. - Wait a minute. Do you call you mother, or sister, or your
grandmother a ho? (Go ahead girl)
M.L. - Basically I do. They half hoes. You know what I'm saying.
That's my point.
I.B. - Mista Lawnge, what do you mean by this nine point five thing?
M.L. - Could we talk about that some other time.
I.B. - But the people want to know.
M.L. - Not right now.
I.B. - But, but.
M.L. - Look, I said later man.
I.B. - I can dig it.
M.L. - I'll bet she can... ho knows all of my business.
I.B. - Hold up, hold up. All professionalism aside, motherfucker,
where do you come off thinking you're God's gift to the world? It is
dogs like you that make men look so bad.
B.S. - He, he, he.
I.B. - Do you really think this bullshit is going to sell?
(beep beep, beep beep, beep beep, beep beep)
M.L. - Well listen it's like this. Ah, I am a very important man.
Right. And as you can tell. It doesn't really matter because, as long
as I'm up in somebody busting somebodies gills. Right.
I.B. - Look I've had enough of your egotistical, chauvinistic, pimp
daddy, immature, couldn't get a real woman even if you want to
attitude.
Dres - Honey. Listen. Honey, check this out.
I.B. - That's it. I can't take it any more.
Dres - Honey. Listen. Honey. Listen.
I.B. - This is the end of this interview. Later.
B.S. - Come on.
I.B. - I said later man.
B.S. - He can dig it.
I like them niggers. I like them niggers. I like them niggers.
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