Lyrics:
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
got that pack on a black top
I'm still getting rich off a crack rock
Tossed the eight, now I move with a black Glock
Clip extended, it came with a red
picking body drop
Every time we rock, yo they acting like it's Mardi Gras
'Til the party stop, skirt off like she that Ferrari drop
Soul saw you pumpin'
that's tethered or stay low
My black outfit is leather
I pack loudness by the gram
The same way your hand roll up to smoke sour cheddar
You're girl love
yo
From the crown of notty hair that I wear to the funk feet
Wonder why the sisters dig the brother missin five teeth
Peace I gots to rock so pass
Two:
Lawnge --
Black Sheep, the definition, by now you should've known
It means wherever we rock the spot gets blown
So when you see is on a flyer, it
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
her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Black girls, wanna give it up (yeah) wanna give it up (yeah)
White girls, wanna give it up (yeah) wanna
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
Enraged, when I rock the mic I feel strange
Now back to our program, fuck Batman, bang, bang
Sound from the gat-man
Let me quit it 'cause I feel I have
The rolling stones painted it black but all I see is red
Maybe I am colour-blind, or am I filled with dread?
Or bloody eyed and I spin like thread
Black rock through the cut, hundred round tryna rip them open (baow)
Corner store, we let him post up, now he fully loaded (ah, big thirty)
Thirty in my
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me, doggone it
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his
If hidden sin inside my body Lord come and reveal it so we can deal with it lets get is
It's a process
Oil dripping oil dripping oil dripping
That's
of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang
Ooh la la la
It's
on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion (yeah)
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
Ooh la la
to him (Uh, huh)
OG gangsta
(Yeah) nine with the beamin' (Woo)
Body in the water shit
I thought that was streamin'
Couple Yonkers niggas
We brought our
could box, that's why niggas opt to not
Money wide in my pocket mocking that awesome rock-made knot
I philosophize, social stylist, them shits so
Even though I never rocked the stage on Summer Jam
I'm in the lab makin tracks 70 grand
that get heard by crazy fans like Stan (hey man)
Who like my
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds?
and that there's flatware exhumed by a crane arm
Time for some action
Stab one ripe for a swipe and extraction
Brined in malpractice
Carried
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