Vince The Messenger - Black Sheep Lyrics

Black sheep never follow where the shepherd go
Black sheep pave his own road
Black-black sheep
Black-black sheep

I look to this when my mind get lost in
Translation from a different state of consciousness
He be deep in the blue, like the Loch Ness is
Even ostriches fly when they flock to this
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Close to edge and losing my head if this hat don't fit me
It's iffy how you moving when your life on the line
But I ain't the type to stay complaisant 'til the day that I die
And I ain't the type to lose hope, if my homies won't ride
I got my own set of wheels, and my whip, it will glide
Right by you, stanking like a swamp, like he born in the Bijou
Watch me auction off these flows until I'm balling like Caillou
Stacking pennies 'til they parallel to heaven's gate
Still ain't found no matter that these coins could never compensate
I'm deeper into darker place, the less I tend to conversate
What's awkward is the pauses taken every time we moderate
I would say, my powers is potent the more I operate
So Andale, seconds is precious and ain't no time to waste
Never knew freedom, until the moment I lost my faith
Never fake either, when grass is green we watch for snakes

Three bags of wool and they full up
What you gon' what you gon' do with that bullet
Who gon' save, who gon' save you when they pull up
Black sheep, leader of the herd, that's unheard of
Three bags of wool and they full up
What you gon', what you gon' do with that bullet
Who gon' save, who gon' save you when they pull up
Black sheep, leader of the herd, that's unheard of

I guess, pain come with the territory
The way it's playing out resembles twists in horror stories
If I'm a martyr for the cause, I'll leave a mark like Marcus Garvey
The spirit in these words, weigh enough to sway an army
It's on me, hardly can I take this shit for granted
So I'ma follow prophet, like it's perfect how they planned it

Three bags of wool and they full up
What you gon' what you gon' do with that bullet
Who gon' save, who gon' save you when they pull up
Black sheep, leader of the herd, that's unheard of
Three bags of wool and they full up
What you gon', what you gon' do with that bullet
Who gon' save, who gon' save you when they pull up
Black sheep, leader of the herd, that's unheard of