Lyrics:
enough like the Black Eyed Peas
And the condoms too small, now I'm wrapped tightly
Take it off, doggystyle, arch your back slightly
You think I'll get out
where they're playin' skelly in the parking lot
And sell paintings of Aaliyah, B.I.G. and Pac up in the barbershop
Buildings too big so you don't really
everybody wants to do it like me
No you don't do it like me
Nah, no we ain't the same
You're never gonna do it I'm doin' it again
Boy Better Know, were
What? Where? When? And how?
My sound's out there like Moscow
I hear nothin' but the music, raw fusion
No mass confusion or illusion
Blink blink,
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
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
the cars, then we got free
Used to only wanna pull up in a black sport
Just a white man excelling in a black sport
Now I'm really doin' pull ups
Got
the game, lane to lane, and keep my pimpin' together
Niggas don't understand by far back in the day
It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Black Star
him shut some shit down (WHAT)
Watch him eyed by ya dame (WHAT)
Watch him come run the town (WHAT)
When he shines nothing is the same (YEAH!)
Bro is
a jaw breaker (Crack!)
Knock you out and and hit them pockets like a cold hand
I'll bust your motherfuckin' shit and I'm an old man
They said my music
accounted
Bet that my colors are true
And I don't give a fuck if you're black or you're white but that Black and White music
I'm here to conclude
Deep in
Wanted by the feds, they got to take me dead
But I got to get paid first
Before they roll me off
In the motherfucking hearse
'Cause I'm living the Thug
on Sunday,
They go back tp work on Monday
If I was President, If I was President, If I was President
But the radio won't play this. They call it rebel music
on the bed side when I smoke
I don't want that hoe, bitch she stole my coke
She took a long blow by the sofa
She said I drive her crazy like a chauffeur
I must regroup my thoughts and kick the next ones for my people
Please don't be deceived by the ugly slice of evil
The world is kinda cold
air without the effort
I open bank accounts every time ya people's check it
In the shower with ya girl's the only time ya catch 'em naked
BLACK
ain't gone do shit
They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid
It's all in the music [6x]
[Malik B]
It's kinda ill how we grip these bitches in
hustle to be seen, every day that i live, every thing I've seen, every dream I've dreamed, inspired by a thing.
Being Black is a miracle, Were never
the drums
Black-eyed babe on the boarwalk mumbles : “When dreams do come true
They also become bored”
Yes, power to the women !
They can't get as dumb as us
What's in the box
What's in the box
What's in the box
Surrounded by all of these black mirrors and can't see ourselves any clearer
Mama used
No one see nothing like I don't go soft with the mace
Ya
Oh
My oh my
Oh, my oh my
They wide-eyed at my swag like they seen El Chapo
Mind is gold
lelo with stitch
I don't got time to talk with bitch
I threw her right out just like a pitch
Rocking all black I feel like the lich
Turn up the track,
they expect from us, police stand by
Don't believe the lie that they're the ones protectin us
Projects, to see how poverty's affectin us
They all say its time for us to act our age
It should be over by now it's just a phase
Ditch the black clothing, dyed hair and studded belts
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