Lyrics:
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'
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'
and just run the field
Like it's back then
And I know that you was heaven sent
Baby, I was just walkin' by
When you fell straight out of the sky
I'll
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.
Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking
idol, I'm your idol now
Grew up in the west, bumpin' Dogg, Pound and Jigga
Everybody wanna be black, don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh
Feel like
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
celebrate that we survive so
we can kill what we survive, but black funereality
be mad sometimes at how it be surviving, which it
won't stop. frustrated by
And a sign reading 'Take one!' If anyone asks you what the hell
Your doing, give them a button that says 'I asked about the peas!'"
He's become my best
hope left?
Are we godless?
DVD:
I'm feelin like we godless
Either that or she is heartless
With the power to go stop this
So called man who has your
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
a show - aint that what people here to see?
When I dribble the B-ball it's like I scribble the papel
In need to feel Black Eyed Peas's retard,
Head to head
to the window
And who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter
Bess, the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Into her
black-eyed daughter
Had watched for her love in the moonlight and died in the darkness there
And back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky
dump my load
Well it's coffee cakes and pork and beans
Black eyed peas and turnip greens
Turn on my radio one time more
Hear Ernest Tubb a walkin'
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
ass by a distance
You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side niggaz'll sit that thang on them switches
Them by 9's be
had a sweeter peach.
You make our black-eyed peas and our grits, Mame,
Seem like the bill of fare at the Ritz, Mame,
You came, you saw, you
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
trees from these black seeds
This is cornbread
And black-eyed peas
This is fish fry
And my fly steez
Don't drip grease on my fire
Please
I got 16
12 Times
or that? This or that?
This or that? This or that?
This or that? This or that?
Yo (come on)
Who's the Black Sheep, what's the Black Sheep? (Uh, come
or that? This or that?
This or that? This or that?
This or that? This or that?
Yo (come on)
Who's the Black Sheep, what's the Black Sheep? (Uh, come
to the window
And who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter
Bess, the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Into her
And word to Ross, let that beef end
My bitch like Angelina for the weekend, get it by the deep-end (uh)
Top of the engine glass (glass), she keep
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He’s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
Look at the life that I been through
We the last real niggas alive
That’s
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