see the sun any more Can?t feel the drugs any more I can?t see the sun any more But I don?t mind, I'll go blind I can?t see the sun any more I can?t
Tercüme: Black Lab. Sun bak.
my blackness, Run up on devils like a savage in pursuit of happiness, You better believe everytime we come, we come hard, The undisputed truth is that the black
the womb of a phoenix expect nothin less then a mature flame velocity's my plane my thought is my train the galaxy's the body sun is the heart and the black
and drums, see my face in the slums Pedia Brown, media surround my sound When you see me in the hood of ya town, respect my sound Sample with black,
High remix I be talkin' mad trash tryin' to get 'em to laugh See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass Bring it bag to the lab on Mount
So, let me stay Stay a little while I?ll be gone girl Before the sun can rise I know you?re scared I know your father?s mad I know the saying in thee
Jetting back to the lab, I'm getting back on my job I'm fully backed by the Mobb, I keep my back to the wall keep the blacks to my wall I'm trying to
back from the lab - most of it was from a lion, but some of it was from a bat. Hail Mary Mallon: Hey, what's up dude, want a Sun Chip?! Deepthroat:
in the house, in the house Taboo, you know I?m in the house, in the house Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out Black
cool, fannin, polly, eatin salmon At the grill, reminise over who got killed And if they were here today, pa, how would they feel? Sun shinin, jet past the block, cats rhymin See
I figured what the hell So we yell out, hey girl, they yell back Maybe two in the front, maybe two in the back But they had this dark tag, couldn't see through the black
split atom like Hiroshima and Nagasaki It's the Apl.De.Ap in the lab with the rap Demonstrate how we act, we attack any track It's the Black Eyed Peas
moon until the sun done changed, Done done, i done came, conquered my insanity, The man in me evolves to my vanity, All black Tee, Philly fitted with a black
ey whoa oh Nah cease no fire 'caus we family so poor The message of Rastafari open up every door The black culture, black people keep asking for more
me By being mad at me, they commit microphone heresy Clairvoyant Technique, usin' X-Ray refraction Not only can you see into the future, see past it But
remix I be talkin mad trash tryin to get 'em to laugh See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass Bring it bag to the lab on Mount Prospect
dat hot, laptop, flat screen ooh bang Clean stat, top back, Jag drop, black seams I'm cleaner than clean Dogs will stop rappin You don't mean what you mean Homie you not clappin See
