Song parody of
First the Sheep Next the Shepherd?
by Public Enemy
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First the sheep next the shepherd
Chuck's run amok multiplying like leopards
Spots em up the long bombs a record
A long shot three minutes fifteen seconds
If I was cloned never would I be alone
Just the two of us motherfuck the Lexus
Strange fruit be hangin' in Texas
Rope be holdin the necks
Poison politics affects us
Get my flow on a show of flexes
Got too much love above
For the battle of the sexes
Now I won't go as far as romancin' myself
Or dancin' with wolves or runnin' with the bulls
Shit I be in two places at one time
Split spaces with one rhyme
Get three nickels outta one dime
First the sheep next the shepherd
Fill generation gaps with mad raps
Get slapped
Give four smacks the hell on back
Be the father son and the holy ghost
As I represent both the east and the west coasts
Whatever that's worth three sixty
The planet earth that's the whole black man's turf
Now I be the rational national
Ever present international
Spy with the third eye against the conquer and divide
Now with three of me I can run a country
Make apocalypse quit do mad shit on the side
I go on with my bad self if I had four of myself
I would sacrifice two to get that slave outta you
In my eyes be the anger of the furious five
Flashbacks cut across psycho tracks
Been there done that and I swung a big bat
Like that there it is I be the startin' six pack
First the sheep next the shepherd
The east to the west south to the north
The music might switch the rhymes never fall off
Non alcoholic avoiding the bomb
In abortion clinics I be the hero up in it
Jack the cracker dat did it
Now the magnificent seven
Hip hop gangsta rappin'
Holdin' it down makin' it happen
From Oakland to Manhattan
If I was eight I be damn great
City to city state to state
Won't never be too much on my plate
Flow like Watergate
With nine of mine
I'd get piece of mine
Again and again
With that power of ten men
Duplicated by the split
Of one mean gene an shit
Back to the lab
With them scientific crabs, what next?
Three minutes and fifteen seconds
First the sheep next the shepherd
Chuck's run amok multiplying like leopards
Spots em up the long bombs a record
A long shot three minutes fifteen seconds
If I was cloned never would I be alone
Just the two of us motherfuck the Lexus
Strange fruit be hangin' in Texas
Rope be holdin the necks
Poison politics affects us
Get my flow on a show of flexes
Got too much love above
For the battle of the sexes
Now I won't go as far as romancin' myself
Or dancin' with wolves or runnin' with the bulls
Shit I be in two places at one time
Split spaces with one rhyme
Get three nickels outta one dime
First the sheep next the shepherd
Fill generation gaps with mad raps
Get slapped
Give four smacks the hell on back
Be the father son and the holy ghost
As I represent both the east and the west coasts
Whatever that's worth three sixty
The planet earth that's the whole black man's turf
Now I be the rational national
Ever present international
Spy with the third eye against the conquer and divide
Now with three of me I can run a country
Make apocalypse quit do mad shit on the side
I go on with my bad self if I had four of myself
I would sacrifice two to get that slave outta you
In my eyes be the anger of the furious five
Flashbacks cut across psycho tracks
Been there done that and I swung a big bat
Like that there it is I be the startin' six pack
First the sheep next the shepherd
The east to the west south to the north
The music might switch the rhymes never fall off
Non alcoholic avoiding the bomb
In abortion clinics I be the hero up in it
Jack the cracker dat did it
Now the magnificent seven
Hip hop gangsta rappin'
Holdin' it down makin' it happen
From Oakland to Manhattan
If I was eight I be damn great
City to city state to state
Won't never be too much on my plate
Flow like Watergate
With nine of mine
I'd get piece of mine
Again and again
With that power of ten men
Duplicated by the split
Of one mean gene an shit
Back to the lab
With them scientific crabs, what next?
Three minutes and fifteen seconds
