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black face
Sipping outta white cup
Looking at rat race
Black hands with no hands
It's a chess game
Cowboys and rabbi's
Its a flesh game, hidden sex

the laughter from the night before
Which now subdued by the quiet of the morning
Riding with the top down of your car
Not going too fast or getting very far
But

feel up the booty
All on me, all on me, all on me
We can slow clap like wooty
All on me, all on me, all on me
I just wanna feel on your booty
Grab

moonlight

Standing up the top of that lonely hill
Spared by the company mines
My blue-eyed baby with her best dress on
In the shadow of a lonely pine

Out in the streets, they call it murder
Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at
Two pound ah weed inna van back
It inna your hand

Cocaine Central

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

learn, you gon' teach to your seed
Yo, but I don't give a fuck, I clap off, try me, nigga
Keep that featherweight by me, nigga, yeah

Cocaine central,

Keepin' It Live

Da Brat

Anuthatantrum

1996

So-so definitely the best,Better watch your step 

It's pooky,Trap with hits I make 'em clap to this 

You knew we was coming back to kick some asses

You ain't no shooter, what you shooting for Curry?
Eddy Curry, I'm eating on curry
With my granny, I got black eyed peas
Swear to God I don't need no

My hands to myself
Imma ridah I ain't never ran for no help
Kept that by the belt cause
Niggas will get to creepin
My niggas will grip them heaters

of Meth and Red or you'll get wet up
The Choice is Yours Remix had my knees all messed up
Back then Black Eyed Peas were 3 dope dancers
Busta Rhymes yell

Life line it fades

What's wrong with world, mama?
Black Eyed Peas gonna 
Ask you the same thing
What;s the missing piece?
Keep the peace
With

Goodbye Earl

Countdown

Feel Like a Woman

2001

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

niggas put fear in my heart
We only fear going broke
And none of you niggas put fear in my heart
We cut your head by the throat
Never would hang with you

you into a black eyed pea,
Blinding lights with just one swing,
it’s as easy as A B SEE,
When we walk in it’s VIP,
If she eyes me ‘I’ give her ‘D’,

4-5-6

Foxy Brown

Chyna Doll [Clean]

1999

would you try it now?

Think cause Mac rap, I wouldn't fire a round into your crown
I lay you down and retire you clown

And I clap niggas, nap

sick of asking, boy
Hip-hop is a puzzle
I feel we were the missing piece
Beats is like, stop saying you're the man
Well I am no Black Eyed Peas
In

I'm confessing to this vodka this stress will get you popped up
A walk by black pea coat the desert E spit nonstop
Cease ya'll plans I plan to live I

Take it back to when it was eighths in the pack
Kidnap you over that lil' rap you wrote, leave your family taken aback
By the handsome quote, that I

Lover's Greed

Jump, Little Children

Vertigo

2001

What it is in nature which lends its hand
To the tongues of young wondering lovers in flight
That by the silent boot of a dying word
A scythe was

Jungle, the Brothers, the Brothers)

De La Soul, from the soul
Black medallions, no gold
Hangin' out with Pos, hangin' out with Mase
Buddy, Buddy,

still take the blame
Not because of regret for the sake of peace
You can meet me half way like Black Eyed Peas
The thing about the heart, when you hope,

bones.
Scorched on black sand.
Healed by the touch of broken hands.
Crushed into eternity.
Drowned in air and sunken bliss.
Resurrected into a twilight

Passin' niggas with pants saggin'
With they hand on a black Magnum
To clap him backwards
So their last words is, "Kcuf meht nmad saggin"
That's

back like the black eyed peas saying reoop 

Spot me a hottie and stroll cross the room. He tall drink of water, I still call him shawty

He asked if I'm