Lyrics:
that's when L started his bid
Partied through the New Year
January third he slid
Up until then yo L had it swell
Called him Sweet Pea
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
for a scorched earth what's it worth,
Enough is never enough, let's have a little moan put the world to rights,
Sit back and watch it all slide by
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
dagger!
Hit you between the eyes!
I cook my Black-Eyed Peas
While the black guy pees
Please, wear a black tie, please
Tell the black guy peace!
I use my
SOBER
I DONT LIKE BEING SOBER
WE DONT LIKE BEING SOBER NOOO
Na me be the nxgga with the badguyP (hey)
I dey kill beats bi ti Black Eyed Peas
Never
Jersey down to Mitentry
Officer, you're hawkin the, ninety-three Landcruise
When it's real criminals, you should be watchin for
Get off my dick for what
get hot don't stop, move shop
Find another block restock and take it from the top now
Greed, hate, envy but cake will do
Fuck the game don't let
have black eyed peas and collared greens
And if you're from the North there's stuff just for you
Like king crab legs and Eskimo pie, too
They have
broke
You will stay low
You didn't know
Now you'll ner know
O
Dont care if your wrist icy
I gotta feeling like black eyed pea
Aim for the top be B I
strong in my mind
To just lie around
And let this world pass me by
No not I, I found something greater
It ain't about the paper
One day you'll return
Like
nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad
Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down till the black
I beat
just said
my mother she's a honkey
my dad's kentucky fried
i don't know what the hell i'm on
so 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!
back at home it's black eyed peas
it was the Mega bus with bundles
All the droopy-eyed junkies come through with they money crumpled
Make 'em get it straight, the fiend arm got more
or you might get
Pissed off by random nuckas
Everybody knows me
And all the bitches blows me
Stop fucking around
It's not my fault my Black
Friend Jesus
Like the 6th symphony
Bro fuck black eyed peas
I'll eat any beat
That these mfers
Wanna send to me
RIVER VOICE
The river takes our stories away
Bats and rats and fishes can get caught
Beans and peas and carrots can get picked
Ah, but birds
silence me
Eating black eyed peas feeling like I gotta be
Better than all these wannabes
Worked for eight hours, burn a marijuana leaf
I was feeling like
eyed peas, find the peace, cause hysteria
At this point, we ain't close and it's critical
Clever with the bars, call me nifty
Racking up the hits, get
Ay, check it out, ay, listen, Red
Let's get busy though, for real (yeah)
Let's make it happen, yo, ready? (Yeah)
What? When it do what?
When it go,
leech
Never cared what you make 'cause it's in my reach
Every day I wake up and I pray for Black Bo
Damn, I miss my nigga, that's what really matter
Black eyed peas and get to snapping
Bend my knee, don't make it tragic
Some thinking that it's kingdom, but the practicing magic
Sprinkling Jesus dus,t
get hot don't stop, move shop
Find another block restock and take it from the top now
Greed, hate, envy but cake will do
Fuck the game don't let
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