[Lyric] Punch a Deli Manager in the Eye (Fox0r)

(Laughter followed by sheep bleating)

Ok, this is me
I am the number one Sheep
And I'm walking down the street, alone to this lonely beat
And I look to the left and I see a Fred Meyer I jest
Then I go and walk inside and then I punch the deli manager in the eye

Because, well, they've got lamb
And you know what? Fuck that jam
I am the Sheep that's not gonna take it
Who won't be beat

So, then I leave that store and I walk up to a whore
And I tell her I'm gay and thеn I kick her in the face
I don't know why, I'm such a littlе violent guy
But this is just me

The number one Sheep that you ever did see
Ok, this is my rap, my friends - it is
And I (Bleats) am, the number one master planner (Bleat-laughter)
I don't know
I-I don't know, but I've gotta go
Because, I got sheep friends and they know where it begins
We're going to drive down the street smoking joints of tasty weed
And we are there

With all of the other animals
And the farmer named Ben who just bent me over a pig pen and, well, he sheared my ass
And then he smoked some grass

And that's okay with me, because I am just a cool Sheep, who is open-minded
And who is not reminded
That people are not cool, because, well, I see good in every mule and person across the land

And you are feeling this jam and you're bobbing your head back and forth like a horse that just had sexual intercourse
Oh my God that's cool
I'm blind, but I'm still a fool, but this is cool and you love everything that I thing that I do

I am the Sheep King Fuzzknob the Untrustable
A Lunchable that just ate a bunch of hoes

(Bleating laughter)