't just talk it, be about it You talk it, but we about it We do it, you read about it Leave 'em don't speak about it We live it, you dream about it How
more jewelry and some shades But its ordinary when you're paid The pink and yellow rocks is lookin something like Strawberry Lemonade They never seen the spokes spin in Brooklyn When
I made The proverbial lemonade that I made I made my mistakes, you see life's lemons often times come in a abundance, In conjunction with the pressure that we're
revolution and you're out to entertain Ignorance, I grab you by your crackhead neck Take you back to Egypt where you'll learn respect And on one knee and through
first born I got a scary crimination, so I walked up in his room And he spoke his first words (daddy's gonna die soon) Running through the metals, people running When
baby Remember when we was like the sun Always shinin bright baby we was one Remember when I would hold yo hand walk you through the park tell you I'm
fact that we are not fighting back Brothers, sistas, niggas When I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to fear It is not the nigga we say as
Even when we?re falling Even when we?re falling apart Wherever you go I?m crawling Wherever you go I?m crawling Wherever you go I?m crawling Even when we?re
how we act, we attack any track It's the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts Start with the phat skills that rose in the past We got it like how
, I took a rose from the hand of a child. When I kiss your lips, The honey drips, I'm gonna have to put you down for a while. Every day we meet, On any
We live and we die, we know not why But I'll be with you when the deal goes down We eat and we drink, we feel and we think Far down the street we stray
the mountains, We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains, Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream, Time passes slowly when you're lost
stories? We got some real thug stories! You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! [Layzie Bone] We come with the ones, we come
when I'm dead With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head While we're talking
had come Stars struck deaf and dumb Like when we kissed That taste of blood on your tongue Don't worry, darlin' No baby, don't you fret We're livin'
go Hey girl The god's back in town You ain't gonna wanna miss it When the shit go down We celebratin' like we throwin' money around Bring a lot of 'tron We