Black Sheep - Do Your Thing lyrics

No it just don't stop, no it just don't stop
No it just don't stop, no it just don't stop

Yeah, yeah
Back up in this mothafucker once again
It's the nigga Lord C
With my motherfuckin peeps
Mr Lawnge and Dres, from the Black Sheep
Yeah and they keeping it real
You know what I'm sayin?
And now they gonna do they thing once again
Cause it's been a while
So yo God, what's up? Yo do your thing paw

Kids rave and rant
Yo they chant for the phantom
And some say handsome, they weed out
Your ransom ask one, they'll tell one
I do my thing well son
My name's ringing bells come
To break your half nelsons


Immaculate Queens General child
Headed for Federal wild, ahead of schedule
I jostle for revenue while he was sound
I found my father was my rich figure
He used to hustle with the
Father of his bitch nigga
I'll squeeze the trigger
Like you dissed my little sister mister
Twist a blunt with my wrist
And spark it up in front of this 'ter
Sometimes, I hit Astoria
Where niggas still play Corridors of Death
Before I go
I drop that one at the door of 2F
Whoever's there, like I was
Could probably use it
We couldn't do shit but catch vics
And if the shoe fit's, remove it
Tony Hands-high, Tom and Jerry, Scam squad
Yo my man was Sham God
Growing up with J Cobb
Now in time, we grew apart
With the weight you inherit at birth
And the larcen in our hearts
Yo why do we laugh? tell me, why do we frown?
Why does Stevie wonder? yo
Why is James brown?
Some things are unexplainable
And some things just win
Yo, everything's attainable
That's why I do my thing

(Do your thing paw) yo times was hard
(Do your thing paw)
You can see my skin got scarred
(Do your thing paw) wildin' on the boulevard
Making crazy noise with the boys
Down to pull a niggas card
(Do your thing paw)
My projects gets devotion
(Do your thing paw)
Back my Mama did the Coco-motion
(Do your thing paw)
The buckwild kids, flipping pages on a notion
When you see Jaws
And now we're 'noid of the ocean

Before This Or That could ever
Commence in my mind i made the moon shine
Like Capone committed crime
Was in my enzymes to rock it for times
And brothers that made G's
Without a basketball or rhymes, please
I lock blocks, without a lead
I leave Cop hops
My brown flock, smoking green crops
Selling black tops
Summer of '85, Prince and Rosie is the best
The blessed, justify with a pro
Couldn't fess we never play brain
Cause then you're waiting for rain
Like a vet
I light a cigarette when I want the train
You can't afford what I paid
With Sha-Gene, Born and Lord
And word to little rich kids
About to get floored
By the pocket-picking, Philly licking
Vic'ing individual
OG and that be, the god that's original
Think about it baby, you know me
I tried to play low-key, but everybody knows
Where the toke be
Under your nose, I blow foes up like mortar
Cause, my crew make waves where
You don't even see water i'd slaughter
Long before you ever play me for a porter
And tell you to your face
You're out of order

(Do your thing paw)
Hand to hand, the money in stacks
(Do your thing paw)
Snatching pocket books to Russian mink hats
It's a live show
Gotta focus 5-O's on the low
And it don't stop, Jack
Until you stop being black
(Do your thing paw)
I never wanna be, any broker
(Do your thing paw)
I'm a first generation blunt smoker
Skill, the cypher gettin money, we'd build
When the spliff went around
Right after English was spilled

Now-a day I lay like heroin was in my vein
I get nice
And think twice about the high price of fame
We don't care, beware, if it moves
Black attack it
My man Peewee bought a bullet
With his Red Alert jacket
Some of my peeps left wills
And others are owning buildings
It's hard coming home
When there's nothing that you're skilled in
I, nowaday, put away rhyme and reasons
Cause some drive by
But in New York they lay and leave 'em
Nobody confronts
We hide behind guns and blunts
Now the powers that be happy
Getting everything they want
Cause now there's a deficit, for
Lack of slave labour, por favor?
Somebody my peoples need a saviour
Peace to understanding my brother
Understanding my brother
Every day the sun shines
Love from your mother
God bless, the child that's got his chrome
Yo nowaday, keep your problems kid
Cause I got my own
The timezones, I jones for my sanity
I told yer's i, woke up this morning and the
World was on my shoulders
They say, I'm destined to repeat
We'll see how fall that rise
So when you look up to my son
I bet you see me in his eyes

(Do your thing paw)
Sometimes, it makes your wanna holla
(Do your thing paw)
I do or die daily for a dollar
(Do your thing paw) kids dash
Up out the Dollar hall without a pass
I gets cash
And plus I'm more creative than the class
(Do your thing paw)
I got the sound, you need not shove
(Do your thing paw)
Yo, there'll never be another love
Fuck it in a bucket
Cause my skill's too big to tuck it
And the niggas at my back
Would feel so cheated if I snuck it

Yeah, unh! As we do, as we do, as we do
What we muthafuckin' want to
Check it out, shouting out to my peoples
Wherever you be
Yo Big Val, Big Popote, AZ and Sess
Yo what's up Vianca?
My man Jacque, my baby Nina, Bullock
Peace to Sayquan and Nanos
My man Steve O, and J r
Yo Quran, what's happening?
Michelle Stewart, and Shaka Zu
Yo Laurelton and Lafayette you know
Exactly how we do chi Ali, The Legion, Emage