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touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Black Eyed Peas will announce
Something that you
we're prepared to any war they declare
Motion to motion, we be like ghostin'
Black Eyed Peas contain the rhyme with the potion
Got your emotion
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Black Eyed Peas will announce
Some things that you can't avoid
You need
have black eyed peas and collared greens 
And if you're from the North there's stuff just for you
Like king crab legs and Eskimo pie, too 

They have
Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks, a wu, tang killer bee's on ya back
I comes for
morning from Choctaw Wridge

Today Billie Joe Macallister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

Papa said to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas
to Sydney

We rock the earth
'Cause we don't play
We do it like this
The Black Eyed Pea way (Pea way)
Do what we do, not what we say (say)
Get
'Cause we don't play
We do it like this
The Black Eyed Pea way (Pea way)
Do what we do, not what we say (say)
Get on the floor and shake your thang
run with Black Eyed Peas and them
First show in T-Dot where the shawties be gems
Twenty-thou' losin' they minds as we recite these hymns
See,
straight
Clap your hands one at a time, you were late

Can't keep it 100 then the ones I hate
But I'ma keep it 200 for the ones they fake
Red and black
But we're prepared to any war they declare
Motion to motion, we be like ghostin'
Black Eyed Peas contain the rhyme with the potion
Got your emotion
original
You got to come original, you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why

Black Eyed Peas, they comin' full range and
NOFX, they comin'
the kettle black
Cause the train's all runnin' on the same ole track
Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by
You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your
original
You got to come original, you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why

Black Eyed Peas, they comin' full range and
NOFX, they comin'
'em out

He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it,
of thoughts
Democratic gats
Saved by the judge
The flavor, that was brought about that day
Steaks come out, raw

Say oh! Clap your hands
Let's start
your moms And buryin' your best cat
Talkin' 'bout revenge while carryin' his casket
All teary-eyed 'bout to take it to a matress
I'm talkin' 'bout
Choctaw Ridge
Today, Billie Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge

Papa said to mama, as he passed around the black-eyed peas
"Well, Billie
Give me a black goddess sister I can't resist her. No stringy haired blonde 
Hair blue eyed pale skinned buttermilk complexion. Grafted recessive
that y'all,uh

[Chorus]

[Outro: Phife Dawg] (will)
Yeah, Black Eyed Peas in the house and uh (yeah)
One fourth of Tribe in the house and uh (yeah)
We
sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering
the suu
(lie in cut for y'all)
Check it out

Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks,
don't put that off on me
I got a few Black friends that I see at work
I even got a color TV

Now clap your hands if your shadow is black
Stomp your feet
Gretta's flunky, some boot-licking lackey, some wild-eyed Romeo
Winds op the mountain with Rio down below
Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu

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