Black Eyed Peas Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) - Sayfa 3

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:15

Fly Away

When the world changes, you adjust
So, on this joint right here we about to take flight ya'll
(Oo ooo)Check it out ya'll (Oo ooo)check it out ya'll
Yo Fergie what ya gonna do? (flip it out)

Yeah, what we came to do, show these people how we gonna do (mix it up)
Yeah, its Balck Eye Peas ya'll
So, check it out now(ay)

You're here, so gone
this dark has got suddenly turned into dawn
I know you've already been here too long, too long, too long
Although you won't see me fall from christ
You step on my solace you walk away
My demise you'll never know
I'm letting you go

(Fly away now)
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill yourself
(Fly away now,fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough, hey

You take bits from me
With you forever, but darling I see
The world is who you belong to, not me
So I set you free

(Fly away now)
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill yourself
(Fly away now, fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough, hey

I be fallin' up never fallin' down
'Cause I spread my wings and glide around town

Fly, lover go
Find your nest,find your home
(Uh uh oh,uh uh uh oh)
I miss you so
Spread your wings, let it flow
(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)

I be fallin' up never fallin' down
'Cause I keep it on a higher level, elvatated ground

Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill yourself
(Fly away now, fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough, hey

Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill yourself
(fly away now)(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough
Flip it up Flip it up
(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Switch it up Switch it up
(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Flip it up(fly away now)
Switch it (fly away now)

(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:17

Get Original

What?

A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)
I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
But not scarred physically (WHAT?)
More like scarred mentally (yeah)
I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)
I'ma show you how it go {*scratch "go"*}
Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you
With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin you
Yeah you platinum, but you wack as hell
I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
and start collectin dollars at the turnpike
Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
But you couldn't even fix them {*scratch "in the mix*}
If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock
You one of them balloons made to go pop
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
Stop now, get original
WHAAAT?
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow

There is really nothin you can do
We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
Risky on the microphone, I am
Got the energy of (??) and (??)
I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel
Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel
What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?
What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled
You gotta
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
We delegate the skills to conversating
The loss of motivation of MC's to create
Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break
You didn't pay your dues, so you got on RikkI Lake
How does it feel to be the man on top
when everything you got ain't any of your props?
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
Stop now, get original
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow

When you think about rap in it's entirety
Violence became variety
Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you
You're sluggish like a barbituate
We can make you admit you bit
A hectic thrill, connect with Will
and we create with the kung-fu collective skill
The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
It's another story while we be fightin for re-
-demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed
Thinkin life is a party and it's a must to please
But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please
Choppin broccolI happily for your company
Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth
So stop now
Stop now, get original
Just practice and master your flow

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:18

Gone Going

Johnny wanna be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues
He's singing songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart
Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fans can't relate to his newfound art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's putting in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is love for material

And its gone, gone going
Gone, everything gone, give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing
Gone, people, up awkward with their things, gone

You see yourself in the mirror
And you feel safe 'cause it looks familiar
But you afraid to open up your soul
Cause you don't really know, don't really know
Who is, the person that's deep within
Cause you are content with just being the name brand man
And you fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
You the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with inscence sticks
With them vegetarian meals
To you that's righteous
You're fiction like books
You need to go out to life and look
'Cause what happens when they take your material
You already sold your soul and it's...

You say that time is money and money is time
So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about that crime that you did to get paid
And what about that bid, you can't take it to your brain
What about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good on the bridges you've burned along the way

All that money that you got gon' be gone
That gear that you rock gon' be gone
The house up on the hill gon' be gone
The gold fronts on your grill gon' be gone
The ice on your wrist gon' be gone
That nice little Miss gon' be gone
That whip that you roll gon' be gone
And what's worst is your soul already gone

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:19

Hands Up

Hands up
Coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up
We makin' the whole joint short circuit

Hands high
Touch the sky
Get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up (get 'em up)

We goin' make you move
We goin' make it hot
Elbows above your heads peoples
We holdin' up the spot

We goin' get it going
Even if y'all don't be knowing
"y'all don't be knowin'"
Cuz this shit that we throwing get going gone retarded

Start it up
Banging out hits now we chartin' up
Didn't mean bump ya' pardon us
Diggin' this cut cuz we sharpened up

You dumbin' it down we smartened it up
We penetrate even though your guard was up
Get down to the peas cuz we fallin' up
Electric cuz we like charging up

We the
B.e.peas uh
Rhythmic sonic pleaser
Getcha hot like fever
Boiling (two) hundred degrees ahhhh

Your burning up
Heats getting low let me turn it up
Let me fuck up your ear till my sperm is up
In your brain and the baby will.i.am's be saying

Tabamatic flows deeper than atlantic o's
Apl de ap got ridiculous flows
Catchin' rhythm makin' 'em grow

Mathematic apl will go
Up in the scene we original
You know what I mean bep mineral
Stormin' strong for (the) several

Baracade laid for you terribles
Ho, I'm the chief Filipino
Letting you know we about to blow
Will.i.am, ap and tab double o

Set 'em up shut 'em down get 'em up
Time for us to raise it up
Never going down always headin' up
Raise your

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:20

Head Bobs

I'm hard to handle like bikes with no bars
We excite stores that got dikes leaving stores
Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well
Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale
Waiting to exhale with some competition
So come in and test well
The next one gets hung and chip of a chisel
I'm making chicks' nipples sizzle
There's no question to the way I rip the riddle
I'm awesome, I bring on monsoon when I bloom and blossom
And run over niggas like opossums
Froze on the road with my bike on they (?)
Man I'm warning ya, look, the Black Eyed Peas is formin up
Ring the rhyming dope that's made up of razor blades
Put the slice and let nice and easy humble days
On out, over, well known Casanova
Can I put on an army, quick to take it over
Nine on my niggas, count all my figures
Money on the street went entertainment
Nowadays brothers are getting paid doing nothing
Reciting the same line with the lame rhymes
Frontin rappers actin like their powers over ?run em baka?
They quick to go pop
But when it's time to fiend for the green they flop
We do it from the heart like blood
Create rhymes like that flood, and blow up like a scud
Miss out (Ha)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
Now check it out like
La-la-la-la-la...
La-la-la-la-la...
My Flowation over tracks matching like no other disciples
Rythmical action satisfaction brought to you by 'APL'
Alligator now, 'bout to take you on a lyrical voyage
Embarrass your form, I Recite, True ready fat
The Alligat is on the move
I rhyme to be exact, not exactly on the groove
Savoire plus kinetic, My feet energetic when we set it
You wonder why, we put our frames (bodies) on Calisthenics
So check out the theory, I'm lickin'(shooting) off misery
Supply you with remedies for all these sick whack MC's
They sickest on lyrics, now time to go to work
Dissintegrate the ignorant, Or shall I say the Jerks
time to motivate now, Dig right to the Core
All this sickens me, but I'll still rip it raw
With the composition, with the position on steady
I'm ready for the mission if he's still actin' Shitty
Converse you with the energy enemy I focus on ya
Every styles you make I will take and break in front of ya
Iradicate your presence, You'll get replaced by my essence
And sentenced to the bottomless pits that we produce
Reduce negativity, Abilities are used
To bruise up your brain with lyrics
(Ungh, ungh, ahh, uh, aarggh, ah, ahh, uhh)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
Now check it out like
La-la-la-la-la...
La-la-la-la-la...
This is who we is a 3-D, can he get back from where we enter
Lovely entertainment's what we enter
Feel the force, where we enter like Splinter
Black Eyed Peas be the fools that'll injure
Whole career and your body will be injured
Get dealt quick, and I got one for, uh
How you like me now
W-I double L rippin up a style
That's cool and calm, we droppin a bomb
And you can nod your head to the rhythm where we are
Some whole new (uh) that's well improved
When I'm over 'cause you know I'ma relax in a rule
That soothes your body, really really hardcore
Double-double Ta-ta for a while or for raw
Tap-a-tap a skill, it's the whip appeal then
APL-APL coming-coming in with (?)
Let's rock this set exceed to terminate
Time to eliminate the whack that you create
Arm atticulate, when I circulate over tracks
Let me get down and just relax
We gettin down y'all
We gettin down y'all
We gettin down like this
We gettin down y'all
We gettin down
Like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
I check it out like

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:21

Hey Mama

(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you move, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty moma
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true n*ggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hot without bodygaurds
(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)

We the big town stumpas, and and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize t*ts
(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
Now she be, its dirty, from the crew
BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(NAWWWW, NAWWW)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty

But the race is not, for the swiss
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Tippa is ouuuuuut

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the end of the thing
and we're really to nice, it finga akin
like rice and peas and chicken and bling

Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:23

Hot

(apl de ap)
It's so amazing when a show is captivatinGettin' everybody jumpin' and celebratinOnly one's own musically be overlayinConnecting energy circulatin' inspiration
Together movin' in a synchronized formation
And if you're feelin' down this is survival from depression
You see the lesson is we're rhyming for our mission
Abolish circumstance transmitting from a piston
Taking what I can but keeping peace in moderation
Ap is like an eagle with the alligator patience
Ready to attack any mic that I am facinNo limitation where I'm takin' my creation cuz

(will)
We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that

You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing
You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon stop)
Hot, hot, hot (c'mon now)

You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing
You're hot, hot, hot (ooh wee)
Hot, hot, hot (c'mon now)

(will)
I'm more than ready to slice like machete
Leave ya like confetti
Break hearts like tom petty
Are you ready?
Cuz I am every metaphor
You are nearly ready for
The media predator
Cuz I'll bust in your session and kick my own raps, yes
Grab the microphone and show you where the forms at
Tell your girl adapts cuz the rhyme contact
And she easily attracted to it just like that
It's like this cuz the way we capitvatinWe put her in a situation where she debatinIf she gonna up and jump and leave her mate and
Go promote for us down at the radio station
She likes the
She really likes the music we be makinShe likes the
She wants to be down when we creatinShe likes the
She likes the way the vibe's vibratinYo, yo
She likes the way the vibes y'all ratin

We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
Cuz we got got it like that
We got we got we got it like that
We got got got we got it like that

(taboo)
1,2, 3 taboo is on the set
It's the family clique broshiggez (aw shit)
Boy don't fret everything's aight
We gonna fall on up when luis in flight
Yo, fuck the rhyme tryin' we on poetic control
Nevermind the behind and step ahead of your soul
And move on to the next with the words we bless
Cuz black eyed peas is comin' hotter than sex
We're writin', rhymin', makin' the beats
Okay, hip hop blazers bringin' the heat
Motivate cut, cut and scratch the groove
Elevate then make them powerful moves
How amazin' is it?
It's so amazin' the blind be gazinEven got deaf people listenin' and sayinKeep on
And ya don't stop
We got the music that makes your body hot

You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing
You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon now)
Hot, hot, hot (ohh wee)

You're so amazing, you are so hot and so blazing
You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon now)
Hot, hot, hot (y'all need to quit)

You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing
You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon now)
Hot, hot, hot (c'mon now)

You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing
You're hot, hot, hot (it's time to go)
Hot, hot, hot (it's time to go)

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:24

Joints & Jams

Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom

Chorus that's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again

[will I am]
I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move
It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do
Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue
And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you
Will feel it huh? get up on the floor start movin' some
Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb
And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playinPeople break they neck from this demonstration
We about mass appeal, no segregation
Got black to asian and caucasian sayin'...

[apldap]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
A serenade, a soul and so beware
And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you
Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind
Maybe in time you can stop this crime
But until then, yo i'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'...

Bridge it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam
It's got groove it's got feelin(a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)
It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam
It's got groove it's got meanin(a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)

[taboo]
Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real
I don't need no steel to make my point
Get down and dirty cuz that's my joint
Ha! we preferably make all points
Through a nation we build off the musical field
Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel
Any time or place, on stage in ya face
Over tea in earth and outer space

[will I am]
Because we rock that *shit*, we flip that *shit*
Some east coast west coast cosmic *shit*
Some north bound *shit*, some some south bound *shit*
Some overseas london out of town *shit*
Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams
Turn that shit up, play it again cuz...

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:26

Karma

Yeah, yeah
Watch out
Ain't no running from
Karma, ain't no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running

I'm the caboose of the wrong doings you produce
The wild tail of the tornado running loose
You tie the noose, I kick the chair
I'm the cyanide that snatch your life while you gasp for air
The echo of the "Fuck you" that boomerangs to hurt your loved ones
The thief that took your son, held by ransom
The pervert that raped your wife
The hand that held the knife that took your life
You shot Tupac and Biggie
Now I'm coming after you like V-W-X-Y-Z
This is cause and effect, the domino effect
The "What goes up, must come down" effect
You hopin, though, that you had a hand in doin the doin
The conclusion of the evil that you ended and start pursuing
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running

This is the payback from the past
You threw me down like I was just a piece of trash
You gave me cash every week, just enough to live
But didn't get what I deserved, instead I was deceived
Still young and didn't know about this in the street
Of the acts, so crass and shady
Don't crush your dreamshow and your whole entity
Subliminally you're on the hire from a slavery
Remember that "What goes around, comes around"
God is watching you and everything that you do
Do you remember everything that you did before?
The way the bad action opens karmic door
I'ma leave it up to God what he got for you
I'ma leave it up to Him what he got for me
And he's watching you
Yeah, yeah
Watch out
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running

Yeah, yeah, you can't run away (No, no, no)
You know, it's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And don't ignore it (No, no, no)
You know why, it's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, you can't run away (No, no, no)
It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't ignore it (No, no, no)
It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause one way or another
It's gonna find ya
It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
One way or another
It's gonna find ya
It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
One way or another
It's gonna find ya
It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
One way or another
It's gonna find ya
It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
Yeah, yeah, nigga
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running

Yeah, yeah
Watch out
Can't run away (No, no, no)
It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't ignore it (No, no, no)
It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You can't run away (No, no, no)
It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't ignore it (No, no, no)
It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running

Yeah, yeah, good God

Black Eyed Peas

**Prenses** · 27.07.08, 23:27

Labor Day ( It's a Holiday )

When I stepped in the room I bring the heat like the month of june
Crank the volume make the bass go boom
Wile out like we some wild baboons (oOo oOo)
We go bananas to the toon
I wanna throw bows gimme elbow room
When im out my cacoon im ready to consume
Lts hit the saloon cuz...

Its aholiday pardon me as I celebrate
And thats the way we do it we get a lil loopy of the ignorant fluid
And act a lil stupid desication didnt do it and thats how we do it don't ask why we do it
Thats just the way it be lovin double Ds up in the ad
When I party in hollywood VIP I don't understand thats tle cuz

We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate
(oOo oOo)
Its time to celebrate serving up beat box on a hot plate like that yall
We on a festive date make it go ape n raise ur heart rate (oOo oOo)
We gon stay out late party till the morning n wake up late
We do it til the day break we gon on n on n on n on n (oOo oOo)
Dance to my rhyme I can holla acapelas deaf till ya blind
Ur mine baby take ya to the moon for your behind baby
Take u to the moon n just recline baby ??
We don't stop girl we don't quit nope we don't quit nope we don't quit

We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate

Dotn stop it just push it don't stop it just push it
Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it
We gon party n push it we gon party n push it
Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it cuz...

Its a holiday pardon me as I celebrate (oOo oOo)
Its time to get wasted n scope the whole place with girls with cute faces (oOo oOo)
Cuz I see some fly mommas so pack your pajamas but don't bring the drama (oOO oOo)
But u can bring ur melody I plug in my mic n sing harmonies (la la la la)
For how many times we gonna hit it for how many times we gonna split it
How many times ur gonna get it
Or else u r gonna wanna come ova ur gonna have to water cuz im the alligator champ
Drivin the train drivin the train or u can bring a friend n switch my lane
N get buddy buddy with ur friend mary jane
She really blows my brain (brain) she really blows my brain

We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate

Black Eyed Peas

Konu Bilgileri
	Konu Başlığı Black Eyed Peas Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics)	Konudaki Cevap Sayısı 61
	Şuan Bu Konuyu Görüntüleyenler	Görüntülenme Sayısı 5839

27.07.08, 23:15	#21 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Fly Away Fly Away When the world changes, you adjust So, on this joint right here we about to take flight ya'll (Oo ooo)Check it out ya'll (Oo ooo)check it out ya'll Yo Fergie what ya gonna do? (flip it out) Yeah, what we came to do, show these people how we gonna do (mix it up) Yeah, its Balck Eye Peas ya'll So, check it out now(ay) You're here, so gone this dark has got suddenly turned into dawn I know you've already been here too long, too long, too long Although you won't see me fall from christ You step on my solace you walk away My demise you'll never know I'm letting you go (Fly away now) Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop You got to go now and fill yourself (Fly away now,fly away now) Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough, hey You take bits from me With you forever, but darling I see The world is who you belong to, not me So I set you free (Fly away now) Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop You got to go now and fill yourself (Fly away now, fly away now) Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough, hey I be fallin' up never fallin' down 'Cause I spread my wings and glide around town Fly, lover go Find your nest,find your home (Uh uh oh,uh uh uh oh) I miss you so Spread your wings, let it flow (Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh) I be fallin' up never fallin' down 'Cause I keep it on a higher level, elvatated ground Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop You got to go now and fill yourself (Fly away now, fly away now) Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough, hey Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop You got to go now and fill yourself (fly away now)(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh) Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus Don'tcha blow the horn I'll be tough Flip it up Flip it up (Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh) Switch it up Switch it up (Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh) Flip it up(fly away now) Switch it (fly away now) (Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh) Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:17	#22 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Get Original Get Original What? A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?) I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred) But not scarred physically (WHAT?) More like scarred mentally (yeah) I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?) I'ma show you how it go {scratch "go"} Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin you Yeah you platinum, but you wack as hell I dubbed over your single like a Maxell You need to Stop now, get original Start practicin, master your flow You might as well, turn in your mic and start collectin dollars at the turnpike Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed But you couldn't even fix them {scratch "in the mix} If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock You one of them balloons made to go pop You need to Stop now, get original Start practicin, master your flow Stop now, get original WHAAAT? Stop now, get original Start practicin, master your flow There is really nothin you can do We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu Risky on the microphone, I am Got the energy of (??) and (??) I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel What the deal? Is it really all about the bills? What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled You gotta Stop now, get original Start practicin, master your flow We delegate the skills to conversating The loss of motivation of MC's to create Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break You didn't pay your dues, so you got on RikkI Lake How does it feel to be the man on top when everything you got ain't any of your props? You need to Stop now, get original Start practicin, master your flow Stop now, get original Stop now, get original Start practicin, master your flow When you think about rap in it's entirety Violence became variety Silently personalities differ from what they try to be 2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you You're sluggish like a barbituate We can make you admit you bit A hectic thrill, connect with Will and we create with the kung-fu collective skill The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory It's another story while we be fightin for re- -demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed Thinkin life is a party and it's a must to please But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please Choppin broccolI happily for your company Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth So stop now Stop now, get original Just practice and master your flow Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:18	#23 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Gone Going Gone Going Johnny wanna be a big star Get on stage and play the guitar Make a little money, buy a fancy car Big old house and an alligator Just to match with them alligator shoes He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues He's singing songs about material things And platinum rings and watches that go bling But, diamonds don't bling in the dark He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart Cause his fans can't relate to his newfound art He ain't doing what he did from the start And that's putting in some feeling and thought He decided to live his life shallow Passion is love for material And its gone, gone going Gone, everything gone, give a damn Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing Gone, people, up awkward with their things, gone You see yourself in the mirror And you feel safe 'cause it looks familiar But you afraid to open up your soul Cause you don't really know, don't really know Who is, the person that's deep within Cause you are content with just being the name brand man And you fail to see that its trivial Insignificant, you addicted to material I've seen your kind before You the type that thinks souls is sold in a store Packaged up with inscence sticks With them vegetarian meals To you that's righteous You're fiction like books You need to go out to life and look 'Cause what happens when they take your material You already sold your soul and it's... You say that time is money and money is time So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind But what about that crime that you did to get paid And what about that bid, you can't take it to your brain What about those shoes you'll wear today They'll do no good on the bridges you've burned along the way All that money that you got gon' be gone That gear that you rock gon' be gone The house up on the hill gon' be gone The gold fronts on your grill gon' be gone The ice on your wrist gon' be gone That nice little Miss gon' be gone That whip that you roll gon' be gone And what's worst is your soul already gone Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:19	#24 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hands Up Hands Up Hands up Coming with rhythms to make your head jerk Hands up We makin' the whole joint short circuit Hands high Touch the sky Get 'em up Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up (get 'em up) We goin' make you move We goin' make it hot Elbows above your heads peoples We holdin' up the spot We goin' get it going Even if y'all don't be knowing "y'all don't be knowin'" Cuz this shit that we throwing get going gone retarded Start it up Banging out hits now we chartin' up Didn't mean bump ya' pardon us Diggin' this cut cuz we sharpened up You dumbin' it down we smartened it up We penetrate even though your guard was up Get down to the peas cuz we fallin' up Electric cuz we like charging up We the B.e.peas uh Rhythmic sonic pleaser Getcha hot like fever Boiling (two) hundred degrees ahhhh Your burning up Heats getting low let me turn it up Let me fuck up your ear till my sperm is up In your brain and the baby will.i.am's be saying Tabamatic flows deeper than atlantic o's Apl de ap got ridiculous flows Catchin' rhythm makin' 'em grow Mathematic apl will go Up in the scene we original You know what I mean bep mineral Stormin' strong for (the) several Baracade laid for you terribles Ho, I'm the chief Filipino Letting you know we about to blow Will.i.am, ap and tab double o Set 'em up shut 'em down get 'em up Time for us to raise it up Never going down always headin' up Raise your Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:20	#25 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Head Bobs Head Bobs I'm hard to handle like bikes with no bars We excite stores that got dikes leaving stores Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale Waiting to exhale with some competition So come in and test well The next one gets hung and chip of a chisel I'm making chicks' nipples sizzle There's no question to the way I rip the riddle I'm awesome, I bring on monsoon when I bloom and blossom And run over niggas like opossums Froze on the road with my bike on they (?) Man I'm warning ya, look, the Black Eyed Peas is formin up Ring the rhyming dope that's made up of razor blades Put the slice and let nice and easy humble days On out, over, well known Casanova Can I put on an army, quick to take it over Nine on my niggas, count all my figures Money on the street went entertainment Nowadays brothers are getting paid doing nothing Reciting the same line with the lame rhymes Frontin rappers actin like their powers over ?run em baka? They quick to go pop But when it's time to fiend for the green they flop We do it from the heart like blood Create rhymes like that flood, and blow up like a scud Miss out (Ha) You can bop your head like this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head like this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) Now check it out like La-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la... My Flowation over tracks matching like no other disciples Rythmical action satisfaction brought to you by 'APL' Alligator now, 'bout to take you on a lyrical voyage Embarrass your form, I Recite, True ready fat The Alligat is on the move I rhyme to be exact, not exactly on the groove Savoire plus kinetic, My feet energetic when we set it You wonder why, we put our frames (bodies) on Calisthenics So check out the theory, I'm lickin'(shooting) off misery Supply you with remedies for all these sick whack MC's They sickest on lyrics, now time to go to work Dissintegrate the ignorant, Or shall I say the Jerks time to motivate now, Dig right to the Core All this sickens me, but I'll still rip it raw With the composition, with the position on steady I'm ready for the mission if he's still actin' Shitty Converse you with the energy enemy I focus on ya Every styles you make I will take and break in front of ya Iradicate your presence, You'll get replaced by my essence And sentenced to the bottomless pits that we produce Reduce negativity, Abilities are used To bruise up your brain with lyrics (Ungh, ungh, ahh, uh, aarggh, ah, ahh, uhh) You can bop your head like this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head like this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) Now check it out like La-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la... This is who we is a 3-D, can he get back from where we enter Lovely entertainment's what we enter Feel the force, where we enter like Splinter Black Eyed Peas be the fools that'll injure Whole career and your body will be injured Get dealt quick, and I got one for, uh How you like me now W-I double L rippin up a style That's cool and calm, we droppin a bomb And you can nod your head to the rhythm where we are Some whole new (uh) that's well improved When I'm over 'cause you know I'ma relax in a rule That soothes your body, really really hardcore Double-double Ta-ta for a while or for raw Tap-a-tap a skill, it's the whip appeal then APL-APL coming-coming in with (?) Let's rock this set exceed to terminate Time to eliminate the whack that you create Arm atticulate, when I circulate over tracks Let me get down and just relax We gettin down y'all We gettin down y'all We gettin down like this We gettin down y'all We gettin down Like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) When we're dropping bombs like this (Ha) You can bop your head to this (Ha) I check it out like Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:21	#26 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hey Mama Hey Mama (la la la la la) Hey mama, this that sht that make you move, mama Get on the floor and move your booty moma We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma (REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND) Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and Hey shorty, I know you wanna party the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and Hey shorty, I know you wanna party the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew But everything I do, I do just for you Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu The true nggers know that the peas come thru We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(NOO) We multiply like we mathamatice Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east (The bomb bombas, the base move dramas) Naw y'all knaw, who we are y'all knaw, we the stars Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards And, lookin' hot without bodygaurds (I do) what I can (Y'all come thru)will.i.am And still I stand, with still mic in hand (So come on mama, dance to the druma) Hey mama, this that sht that make you groove, mama (hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama (yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama Hey mama, this that sht that make you groove, mama (hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama (yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (la la la la la) We the big town stumpas, and and big sound pumpas The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO) Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize tts (lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas Naw y'all knaw, who we are y'all knaw, we the stars Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards How we rockin' it girl, without body guards Now she be, its dirty, from the crew BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead (so come on bubba, dance to the druma) Hey mama, this that sht that make you groove, mama (yaw)get on the floor and move your booty mama (wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (NAWWWW, NAWWW) Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and Hey shorty, I know you wanna party the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty But the race is not, for the swiss But who really can, take control of it And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti Tippa is ouuuuuut Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling O wata ting, hear blacka sing grinding, and winding and the madda be moving in a perfect timing and we dance and dance to the end of the thing and we're really to nice, it finga akin like rice and peas and chicken and bling Hey mama, this that sht that make you groove, mama (hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama (yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama Hey mama, this that sht that make you groove, mama (hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama (yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (la la la la la) Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:23	#27 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hot Hot (apl de ap) It's so amazing when a show is captivatinGettin' everybody jumpin' and celebratinOnly one's own musically be overlayinConnecting energy circulatin' inspiration Together movin' in a synchronized formation And if you're feelin' down this is survival from depression You see the lesson is we're rhyming for our mission Abolish circumstance transmitting from a piston Taking what I can but keeping peace in moderation Ap is like an eagle with the alligator patience Ready to attack any mic that I am facinNo limitation where I'm takin' my creation cuz (will) We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon stop) Hot, hot, hot (c'mon now) You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing You're hot, hot, hot (ooh wee) Hot, hot, hot (c'mon now) (will) I'm more than ready to slice like machete Leave ya like confetti Break hearts like tom petty Are you ready? Cuz I am every metaphor You are nearly ready for The media predator Cuz I'll bust in your session and kick my own raps, yes Grab the microphone and show you where the forms at Tell your girl adapts cuz the rhyme contact And she easily attracted to it just like that It's like this cuz the way we capitvatinWe put her in a situation where she debatinIf she gonna up and jump and leave her mate and Go promote for us down at the radio station She likes the She really likes the music we be makinShe likes the She wants to be down when we creatinShe likes the She likes the way the vibe's vibratinYo, yo She likes the way the vibes y'all ratin We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that We got we got we got it like that Cuz we got got it like that We got we got we got it like that We got got got we got it like that (taboo) 1,2, 3 taboo is on the set It's the family clique broshiggez (aw shit) Boy don't fret everything's aight We gonna fall on up when luis in flight Yo, fuck the rhyme tryin' we on poetic control Nevermind the behind and step ahead of your soul And move on to the next with the words we bless Cuz black eyed peas is comin' hotter than sex We're writin', rhymin', makin' the beats Okay, hip hop blazers bringin' the heat Motivate cut, cut and scratch the groove Elevate then make them powerful moves How amazin' is it? It's so amazin' the blind be gazinEven got deaf people listenin' and sayinKeep on And ya don't stop We got the music that makes your body hot You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon now) Hot, hot, hot (ohh wee) You're so amazing, you are so hot and so blazing You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon now) Hot, hot, hot (y'all need to quit) You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing You're hot, hot, hot (c'mon now) Hot, hot, hot (c'mon now) You're so amazing, you're so hot and so blazing You're hot, hot, hot (it's time to go) Hot, hot, hot (it's time to go) Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:24	#28 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Joints & Jams Joints & Jams Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom Chorus that's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, play it again [will I am] I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you Will feel it huh? get up on the floor start movin' some Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playinPeople break they neck from this demonstration We about mass appeal, no segregation Got black to asian and caucasian sayin'... [apldap] Let your body collide to the rhythm provided By the mind state affairs classified and make your Heat up and flare I swear A serenade, a soul and so beware And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind Maybe in time you can stop this crime But until then, yo i'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'... Bridge it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam It's got groove it's got feelin(a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom) It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam It's got groove it's got meanin(a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom) [taboo] Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real I don't need no steel to make my point Get down and dirty cuz that's my joint Ha! we preferably make all points Through a nation we build off the musical field Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel Any time or place, on stage in ya face Over tea in earth and outer space [will I am] Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit Some east coast west coast cosmic shit Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit Some overseas london out of town shit Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams Turn that shit up, play it again cuz... Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:26	#29 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Karma Karma Yeah, yeah Watch out Ain't no running from Karma, ain't no running Ain't no running from Karma, and no running I'm the caboose of the wrong doings you produce The wild tail of the tornado running loose You tie the noose, I kick the chair I'm the cyanide that snatch your life while you gasp for air The echo of the "Fuck you" that boomerangs to hurt your loved ones The thief that took your son, held by ransom The pervert that raped your wife The hand that held the knife that took your life You shot Tupac and Biggie Now I'm coming after you like V-W-X-Y-Z This is cause and effect, the domino effect The "What goes up, must come down" effect You hopin, though, that you had a hand in doin the doin The conclusion of the evil that you ended and start pursuing Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Ain't no running from Karma, and no running This is the payback from the past You threw me down like I was just a piece of trash You gave me cash every week, just enough to live But didn't get what I deserved, instead I was deceived Still young and didn't know about this in the street Of the acts, so crass and shady Don't crush your dreamshow and your whole entity Subliminally you're on the hire from a slavery Remember that "What goes around, comes around" God is watching you and everything that you do Do you remember everything that you did before? The way the bad action opens karmic door I'ma leave it up to God what he got for you I'ma leave it up to Him what he got for me And he's watching you Yeah, yeah Watch out Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Yeah, yeah, you can't run away (No, no, no) You know, it's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And don't ignore it (No, no, no) You know why, it's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, you can't run away (No, no, no) It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Don't ignore it (No, no, no) It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause one way or another It's gonna find ya It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya One way or another It's gonna find ya It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya One way or another It's gonna find ya It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya One way or another It's gonna find ya It's gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya Yeah, yeah, nigga Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Yeah, yeah Watch out Can't run away (No, no, no) It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Don't ignore it (No, no, no) It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) You can't run away (No, no, no) It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Don't ignore it (No, no, no) It's gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Ain't no running from Karma, and no running Yeah, yeah, good God Black Eyed Peas

27.07.08, 23:27	#30 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Labor Day ( It's a Holiday ) Labor Day ( It's a Holiday ) When I stepped in the room I bring the heat like the month of june Crank the volume make the bass go boom Wile out like we some wild baboons (oOo oOo) We go bananas to the toon I wanna throw bows gimme elbow room When im out my cacoon im ready to consume Lts hit the saloon cuz... Its aholiday pardon me as I celebrate And thats the way we do it we get a lil loopy of the ignorant fluid And act a lil stupid desication didnt do it and thats how we do it don't ask why we do it Thats just the way it be lovin double Ds up in the ad When I party in hollywood VIP I don't understand thats tle cuz We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate (oOo oOo) Its time to celebrate serving up beat box on a hot plate like that yall We on a festive date make it go ape n raise ur heart rate (oOo oOo) We gon stay out late party till the morning n wake up late We do it til the day break we gon on n on n on n on n (oOo oOo) Dance to my rhyme I can holla acapelas deaf till ya blind Ur mine baby take ya to the moon for your behind baby Take u to the moon n just recline baby ?? We don't stop girl we don't quit nope we don't quit nope we don't quit We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate Dotn stop it just push it don't stop it just push it Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it We gon party n push it we gon party n push it Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it cuz... Its a holiday pardon me as I celebrate (oOo oOo) Its time to get wasted n scope the whole place with girls with cute faces (oOo oOo) Cuz I see some fly mommas so pack your pajamas but don't bring the drama (oOO oOo) But u can bring ur melody I plug in my mic n sing harmonies (la la la la) For how many times we gonna hit it for how many times we gonna split it How many times ur gonna get it Or else u r gonna wanna come ova ur gonna have to water cuz im the alligator champ Drivin the train drivin the train or u can bring a friend n switch my lane N get buddy buddy with ur friend mary jane She really blows my brain (brain) she really blows my brain We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate Black Eyed Peas

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