| Focus on this the introductionist,
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| Or a lyrisist in this rap metropolis,
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| More like an activist,
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| We give it to you all,
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| Presentation we’ll make you have a ball,
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| Styles start consiveing causeing you to meditate,
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| Manipulate the mind with hypnotic modern state,
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| We far from the fakes,
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| We never fake moves,
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| But jealous mothaf**kas since the justice approves, (and talk shit)
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| And who the hell he be havin a fit,
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| Yo, he ain’t got shit,
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| That’s why he’s in crips,
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| And I indelirize bodily rips,
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| Skiznits of nonsense nothing less than bullshit, (west side)
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| And who can hang with the all around remainders,
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| A real entertainer,
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| We bout to open up the whole true hip hop,
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| Explore non-stop,
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| Entertain ya till we drop,
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| We be fallin up (up)
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| Never fallin down (down)
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| We keep it at a higher level elevating now,
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| (put it in your) in your area,
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| (city or your) town,
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| Blackeyed peas is known for gettin down
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| Flip the four steps it takes to be great,
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| There’s no remorse for a fake we must break,
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| Time a rap source subdue what we make (a)
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| Your collaps is all the floor can take,
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| Witness the peas as we innovate,
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| We’ll extrodanite, expose, instillate,
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| Patterning pioners take foes by thier trait,
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| Apple in tact is the time we must take,
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| When we make agreements theres no escape,
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| Form it, hate it, love it, rate it as great,
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| God gave us talent,
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| We show how that we create,
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| Enough of being deep it’s time to motivate,
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| Watch me,
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| Watch me,
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| I see you try to diss our function by stating that we can’t
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| rap,
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| Is it cause we don’t wear tommy hilfiger or baseball caps,
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| We don’t use dollars to represent,
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| We just use our inner sense and talent,
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| If you try to diss the peas you’ll get handled by apple beavy,
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| (guy in back growling like a lion)
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| Alligator,
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| A numernumer creator,
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| Black eyed peas be more than a playa,
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| Don’t gotta represent no set just so I could get some respect,
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| Ga ga ga ga ga ga cooooool,
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| A lot of feelings so I can get through,
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| Because the way that you did it I think that you done curupted
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| the whole
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| Hip-hop sound so now I gotta follow up, |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fallin' Up , by - Black Eyed Peas. Song from the album Behind The Front, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп