Lyrics:
outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air,
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin' to the beat without a care,
With
Been livin' by faith not by sight
Feelin' lost in this blightown full of duplicity and toxicity
In this land of the blind the one-eyed man is king
is to see Parazitii on CD
At low prices next to Black Eyed Peas
Fuck money, fuck tax fees
We throw shit on everybody from the nineties
Like this -
We
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
spittin', uh
Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'
Platinum links, chinky-eyed blonde haired honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs
forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things,
forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things,
be matching my kicks
my jump off might hit my dance on that bitch
yeah we outside and we thick.
We just might smoke down your block.
We might bust
Mother nature takes you by the hand
Introduces you to father time
Have you ever met your Uncle Sam?
And did he offer you a dollar for a dime?
Don't
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
You got to Paris' gym
Diet that got Oprah thin
And Leonardo walks out of Haute
Just as you were walking in
You got a VIP to the black eyed peas
yeah
Real shit, all my thug niggas
Big Pre, Big Chaz, motherfuckin black hands
Check it
[Verse 1]
For the first time in my life, I feel the love from my
rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck
what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck 'cause the book is comin'
And just hand
day we'll be celebrities
We'll Pump It like the Black Eyed Peas” yeah!
Now my dreams died
cnd my real life
Keeps declinin'
I would be fine
If
"by the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend
Po-po come we gotta go, we no-no talk to five-o
But as a young black male dude tryna dodge a sale
But I'm always followed by them cops lights
They got
it clap, make it go
BANG BANG
What I'm saying
When I see you in the back
Jet black, sit back
BANG BANG
Everyone inside the party
Hands up
If you
to that
He's angry
Cross eyed an that
Had big dreams you lost sight of that
Hands in his jeans glock 9 in that
But drugs make him lean
Deaths door no time
like God-zooky
curb servin like I'm slangin bomb cola
the bomb doja got me floatin like a gondola
dirty as Black Eyed Peas and hot Oprah
but now it's
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