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Beautiful is black, Beautiful is black
Beautiful is black, Beautiful is black
Beautiful is black

Promised I'd write my way up out my mama house
Now

Black Cotton

2Pac

Loyal to the Game

2004

black cotton in God's eyes
Speak

Black cotton
Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings
Class is in session, the worst question is

beans, collard greens, mac and cheese, black eyed peas
Got the cornbread with some cabbage sitting in some rice
How I’d much rather spend my time
You not

I know you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me
(Nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it

after cartoons, we're headed for the Horn Springs pool
when I get in that water I ain't coming out, I'm gonna stay until my lips turn blue
Then we'll stop

cartoons
We're headed for the Horn Springs pool
When I get in that water I ain't coming out
I'm gonna stay until my lips turn blue
Then we'll stop

make out in the deep end
When I dipped my head under, come again
Burrs stuck to my socks
Pinch every few steps on the way to the graveyard
Old man

huh
I need them rings like Bill Russell
R.I.P., boy you not messing with me
I feel like the Black Eyed Peas, I call up Fergie
I need the National Anthem

daily like a Carson
Black eyed peas let's get this shit started
I really do this shit Im trying hardly
Had to leave em behind I came a lil farther
Dripped

of national security, making anti-muck 
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction   
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by  
you and me

blinded by the pain
That I got up all inside
Been a victim to ways
Boy that traffic, It ain't light
Said I can't really escape
From the killers in my mind

Five AM, smells like backwoods cream got me red eyed
Didn't end up by myself after bringing out all the vibes
Ooh that girl she got me
Losing sight

The One

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

(They dribble on my balls in the whip, now that's a sports car)
Dog, you gotta see him when he drive by
(Cock-eyed) Have all the Ladys goin' GaGa
Me?

one to my daughter, than I am my sons
Do you know how hard it was to admit that?
I'm broken, and black but hell bent on being better and building

shakin'|From the top floor, down to the basement (aha)|And the black guy is Scandinavian|Better believe, I've got this feeling, Black Eyed Peas|Make you put

your family
But you said your mom always loved me
Sometimes I go blurry-eyed
Small talk and you tell me that you're on fire
Lights on and it's black

this shit up on my own
(Oh yeah yeah)
I was standing in the rain with no pea coat
I done made it out the street with no cheat code
Everything wasn’t

me playboy I run it
Bought the black Yukon in
Houston, a microwave, a futon
She not white, uh uh, she Cuban
Karats on my fingers fuckin' R&B Singers

I wanna get the language so right that everybody here will cry out, yes, I'm black, I'm proud
Of it, I'm black and beautiful
It's okay to be black

the ceiling
Like the Black Eyed Peas, guess I got a feeling
I gotta get my money right
I'm bout to catch another flight
Chase that bag all day all night
Pull up

Sweet Love

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

while you drive?"
I looked puzzled, and said, "Nah baby, why?"
She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up
Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head

dont smoke 떨
Not now, homie, 어쨌든 fly like a 벌
Sting like sting 재키와이 띵
Imma be Imma be alive yeah Black Eyed Peas
비트를 죽인 뒤, 더 죽이는 feel Killing きもち
핑 도는 머리

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

What U Lookin' 4

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

you don't got
Plus you probably never licked a shot from your Glock
Walkin to my car witcha nine out the holster
Put your hands on the steering wheel