Lyrics:
Faulkner, the whiskey chief
With his songs of life and his black-eyed peas
He spread his wings and flew across the big bad sea
Came back a poet with a beard
fuckshit
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints
White punks hate my Black swagger but they fans of me
I
up
Can I leave with you?"
"I don't know but I'm thinking bout
Really leaving with you"
I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I
up
Can I leave with you?"
"I don't know but I'm thinking bout
Really leaving with you"
I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I
the black
Well
I'm
Bringing forth the coming of an ending of an age
An emotive sort of morbid skill is demonstrated on stage
Feeble minded people try
Compliment me by jumping on my back
If you stab it, judo throw right through the cracks
Your silly prat is just straight facts
That black does match
[Chorus]
Beats bangin' better bring it big or bounce bitch
'Bout to blastin' in blood I'm back in this black brick
Boss ball I've been breakin' bread 'n
Of Steel
Unsure If I Can Instill My Will
Is Caving In Black
'til There's No Bringing It Back Again
Led Astray By Their Mock Sincerity
False Charity
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
winnin
This the end of the track but this is just the beginning
Black eyed peas, my nigga I got a feelin
I got a feelin
I love you
Motivated by love with the blessings of God
We were head over heels in this love thang
Funny ain't it thinkin back, our friends thought it was just a fling
I
Hit the dance floor lookin like a Hathaway
Throw it back baby we could fly out to Rio
Do it big girl never stoppin' halfway
Like Black Eyed Peas with
from me, let's not be at odds
We're more like than not, 2 peas of a pod
Same hustle, 'cept my hustle now flows
I once gave it away, at 30 grams a O
runnin' and we've run out of track
And I feel like I'm fadin' fade into black
Before we go over I'm grippin’ your shoulder
I'm bringing you back, yeah
I
out butt naked watchin' the cosby show
Hey little rascals Eddie Haskell
Black eyed peas with a lot of tabasco
Chico stix big fat chicks
Old reruns
this slanted eyed bitch for granted
I couldn't understand it
The ass broke out like mass transit
I was wit' it 'cause she
Was with the Freaky Deaky
just me and Mars Galaxy in cars
Like the shades back then black eyed pea at heart
I could pree your heart making P&R's
It's just me an artist making you
the blue, the brown, black, and gold
Time to stand as one and snatch back the soul
Gangsters, we all can jack back control
Got the bitches coming with
bar
Break teeth with ease
Let's see if you can go far
Baked beans and peas
Through a straw
It's the raw when I'm gunning
These Krow bars leave soul
a Maybach-er
You can tell the chauffeur he can park it right there
And I'm a walk up to the club upstairs
And when I come down he can bring it back here
She's
and touch your knees
I go boom boom like am black eyed peas
No dey gum body me no siamese
Leave me alone let me have my peace
Ya'll know you cannot stop me
At the headlights, up from behind
Melt into war-eyes and candy cigarettes
Vampire teeth and black-eyed snowmen
It's a hundred degrees my boots are soaked
left me now
'Cause I don't know where to look for love, I just don't know how
Oh
It started off, we were two peas in the pod
Motivated by love with
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