On the Wall Black Sheep

[Verse One, Dres]:
Black Sheep
Spell it to the letter, I'm not a forgetter
Some could tell my story, but who could tell it better
Nobody slimmer, thinkin' he's a winner
Pullin on a wool-er, finger on the trigger
Scramb-a-lin, ramb-a-lin, think cee-low ain't gamb-a-lin?
Ambul-ance, head crack!, cause he took a chance at
Getting with the one he didn't think'd flip
But if I'm takin' ya down, believe you're losing your grip
Money, I'm rollin', I'm folding, I'm folding again
Honeys I know, that wanna know me again
Let me tell a joke, cause I'm funny again
Slept on a step, I'm gettin' money again
Yo, flim-to-the-flam to the D to the poise
Seperate the men from the boys, tools from the toys
Negroes'll front, that's if they got what you want
But, yo, they freeze on a stunt, I'm filling more than a blunt
Never was a gangster even at a street peak
But swingin' on a swinger, you'll be strollin with a leak
So get up easy cause it's simple as this
Give us a shot, how could you think that I miss
Yesterday's a memo, the demo sold a bundle
No, I'm not conceited though for you I won't be humble
Been around the block and it ain't my first day out
Crazy or dismayed and, yo, I throws a blow way out
Kids, we used to stay out till our moms needed to gray out
Hobbies we tackled with skelly and knock decay out
Papa sold the hurro, in every borough
Nobody could front, ya see my family's crazy thorough
Took one short and, yo, the others are done
No fables at the table
We'llerit the no that's in my blood
So I, stand tall and lay for the call to counter-react
Because we're real I tell ya who's got our back!