Lyrics:
in the way"
(chorus)
we had fried okra
and black eyed peas
granny had her saccharin
she was putting it in her tea
"pull that screen door
Mary's standing in the kitchen
Singing songs hers momma use to sing
Sweet smell of bread in the oven
Black eyed peas on New Year's Day
She said I
Thing about the past is at all died
Thing about the future you can re write
Now I'm out I Got the high life
Again
I'm going to Black tied events
My life
parted
Got it out like its retarded
No black eyed peas or black eyes
Got out I smack like black ice yea
All these hoes think that they got it
Outside they
the breeze
Might just be a rookie but soon ill smoke some tree
With black eyed peas bitch Imma imma imma imma be
Only cool with the crew when we actin stupid
Catastrophe and the Black Eyed Peas
I'm comin through straight FADIN on you wack emcees, it's like...
[Chorus]
[Phil Da Agony]
Stars, cars, wars, clothes
I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys
a bit feathered
But poof gone it's settled by boys running that metal
Stick twigs, never once licked fists for cheddar
Them beefed hands was imminent here
the border
With a black eyed girl beside me all the way
Now the mountains are silent
And the railroads are gone
And the coal towns no longer hear
me
Got a love letter, bitch you talking bout me
Young confidential, keep it secret, major key
Don't funk with this shit, im a fucking black eyed pea
we be vibin' all night long hoe
DJ bumpin' black eyed peas throw it back beejees
Groovin n' movin' there's a camera say cheese
Somebody bump me said
When suddenly johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining silver studs with
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
broke
You will stay low
You didn't know
Now you'll ner know
O
Dont care if your wrist icy
I gotta feeling like black eyed pea
Aim for the top be B I
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
They're all going in different directions
I see them strolling by and my heart splinters like a flame
Turning black baby
Turning black I know
They're all going in different directions
I see them strolling by and my heart splinters like a flame
Turning black baby
Turning black I know
Everything
Overdose
Suicide
It's my life
To be gone
It's all right
I'm fine now
When I fade to black
It's all a dream sweet pea
*Black youngsta intro*
I'm going to the top (yea)
I'm going to the top (gone)
Niggas tryna to fuck up with me, I put them on (I did)
Going
baby im waiting
For you
To speak the truth
Your hearts gone numb
No longer in love
Riptide
Pulling him in deeper
Wide eyed
Eager to appease her
Why
crackers off me
Get off me
Bet they won't burn us down this turn around
It'll be a different story rebuilding black wallstreet
Woo whoa
They gone pay up like
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