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sábado, 22 de septiembre de 2012

Black Eyed Peas│Where Is The Love lyrics


Where Is The Love-Black Eyed Peas



Where Is The Love-Black Eyed Peas

What's wrong with the world, mama 
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas 
I think the whole world addicted to the drama 
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma 
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism 
But we still got terrorists here livin' 
In the USA, the big CIA 
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK 
But if you only have love for your own race 
Then you only leave space to discriminate 
And to discriminate only generates hate 
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah 
Badness is what you demonstrate 
And that's exactly how a nigga works and operates 
Nig, you gotta have love just to set it straight 
Take control of your mind and meditate 
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all 

People killin', people dyin' 
Children hurt and you hear them cryin' 
Can you practice what you preach 
And would you turn the other cheek 

Father, Father, Father help us 
Send us some guidance from above 
'Cause people got me, got me questionin' 
Where is the love (Love) 

Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love 
The love, the love 

It just ain't the same, always unchanged 
New days are strange, is the world insane 
If love and peace is so strong 
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong 
Nations droppin' bombs 
Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones 
With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young 
So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone 
So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong 
In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin' 
in 
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends 
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother 
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover 
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug 
If you never know truth then you never know love 
Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know) 
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know) 
Where's the love, y'all 

People killin', people dyin' 
Children hurt and you hear them cryin' 
Can you practice what you preach 
And would you turn the other cheek 

Father, Father, Father help us 
Send us some guidance from above 
'Cause people got me, got me questionin' 
Where is the love (Love) 

Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love 
The love, the love 

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder 
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder 
Most of us only care about money makin' 
Selfishness got us followin' our own direction 
Wrong information always shown by the media 
Negative images is the main criteria 
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria 
Kids act like what they see in the cinema 
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity 
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality 
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity 
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity 
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under 
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down 
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under 
Gotta keep my faith alive to lovers bound 

People killin', people dyin' 
Children hurt and you hear them cryin' 
Can you practice what you preach 
And would you turn the other cheek 

Father, Father, Father help us 
Send us some guidance from above 
'Cause people got me, got me questionin' 
Where is the love (Love) 

Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love (The love) 

Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love (The love) 
Where is the love (The love)


Where Is The Love-Black Eyed Peas

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domingo, 9 de septiembre de 2012

Pump It - Black Eyed Peas



Pump It of  Black Eyed Peas
Pump It of  Black Eyed Peas

Ha, ha,haaaa 
Pump it 
Ha ha haaaa 
And pump it (louder) [4x] 
Turn up the radio, blast your stereo, right 

Niggas wanna hate on us 
Niggas be envious 
And I know why they hating on us 
Cause our style’s so fabulous 
I’ma be real on us - nobody got nothing on us 
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s) 
We rockin' this contagious, monkey business outrageous 
Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit 
F-R-E-S-H we fresh, D-E-F, that’s right we def, rock 
We definite, B-E-P we reppin' it, so 

[Chorus] 
Turn it up (turn it up) [3x] 
Come on baby just 
Pump it (louder) [6x] 
And say, oh oh oh oh 
Say, oh oh oh oh 
Yo, yo 
Turn up the radio 
Blast your stereo right now 
This joint is fizzling, it’s sizzling, right 

You check this out right here: 
Dude wanna hate on us 
Dude need to ease on up 
Dude wanna act on up 
But dude get shut like flavour shut down 
Chick say she ain’t down 
But chick backstage when we in town 
She like man on drum 
She wanna hit n' run 
Yeah, that’s the scheme, that’s who we do, that’s who we be 
B-L-A-C-K E-Y-E-D P to the E, then the A to the S 
When we play you shake your ass 
Shake it, shake it, shake it girl 
Make sure you don’t break it, girl, ’coz we gonna 

Turn it up (turn it up) [3x] 
Come on baby just 
Pump it (louder) [6x] 
And say, oh oh oh oh 
Say, oh oh oh oh 
Yo, yo 
Turn up the radio 
Blast your stereo right now 
This joint is fizzling, it’s sizzling, right 

Damn, (damn) [5x] 

Apl.De.Ap from Philippines 
Live and direct, rocking this scene 
Breaking on down for the B-boys and B-girls waiting to do they thing 
Pump it, louder come on, don’t stop, and keep it going 
Do it, let’s get it on, move it 
Come on, baby, do it 

La-da-di-da-da-di-dy, on the stere-ere-ere-ere-o 
Let those speakers blow your mind (blow my mind baby) 
Let it go, let it go here we go 
La-da-di-da-da-di-dy, on the radi-adi-adi-adi-o 
The system’s got me feel so fi-i-i-i-i-i-ine 

Pump it (louder) [6x] 
And say, oh oh oh oh 
Say, oh oh oh oh 
Yo, yo 
Turn up the radio 
Blast your stereo right now 
This joint is fizzling, it’s sizzling, right

Pump It of  Black Eyed Peas