I know I'm not the only one that's filling the void
Creatively hip-hop is being destroyed
A lot of rappers really need to be unemployed
Because the topics that them talk about has got me annoyed
You see I heard it all before, there's no need to repeat it
The forms I vacated, might as well eliminar it
Put your program in and open a new file
You shoulda took your record advance and bought a style
We the only crew that came original
While a lot of other brothers just mimic the pile
The pile that's only designed for pop charts
That contradicts thought, that's the reason we brought
It back cause honestly it lacks...

Bend your back like that [5x]
Get up, lil crazy like that
Bend your back like that [2x]

I should bring on the form of retro back track just like a punk flunks (
A zig-a-za,w zig-a-zaw, zig-a-zaw
You feel me now, feel me now, feel me now
Pulsating mover the boom-bip orthodox hip-hop we mover the new shit
I sing y'a sound, sing y'a sound, sing y'a sound
So hear me now, hear me now, hear me now

[Chorus]
Break it down to the bone
Give it to me 'till it's gone
Ain't nothing wrong, it's ok
You make me feel that special way
Coz this DJ, he gets down
Mixing records while they go
Round and round and away we go (o-ooo)...

[Check it] Ever since I was a little younger
I always had a rhyme that I flung up
In any situation that you brung up
Black Eyed Peas would shake a party like thunder
Now everybody wanna ask and wonder
How the Black Eyed Peas took it from the under
From the bottom to the top
Now we make your body rock
Motherfuckers [hey!] don't sit and ponder
Coz we come with no blutes, no blunders
We keep it fat like Attila the Honda
Latin ladies be like ‘Ay Karumba'
We calling in there like you chilling in the summer

[Chorus]
We gave you some, now you gonna ask for some more
But no, brother you ain't gonna get no more
And...

I feel like I wanna beijoca, smack somebody
Turn around and cadela, puta slap somebody
But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no)
I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no)
Anxieties bash my mind in
Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden
But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no)
I won't lose control bro (no, no, no)
Shackle and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain got an ich on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
My bloods boiling its beatin' out propaine
My train of thoughts mais like a runaway train
I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane
In the rain and I'm might just hydroplaine

I...

I've got so much amor for you darlin'
And I, I wanna let you know how I feel

And it's true that I amor you
And it's true you're the only one
And I do, I adore you
And it's true, girl

You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive
You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive
You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive
You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive, ive

You say, you say, you say that I'm the only one
You say that I'm your number 1
Now you're gone and I feel numb
Tell me where do we go wrong

You were my best friend and boyfriend
Now it seems like you're my worst friend
I gotta do soul searching
Without you I'm a whole different...

Intro/Conversation:
Yo son, whatcha think about those Peas, though?
Yo, yo, I don't know, them dudes just be on stage, dancin and stuff...
They on some old Las Vegas bullshit
They mover too much, man
I can't take them fools seriously
I mean, they ain't talk about no 6-4, no Impalas
They ain't shootin nobody (Shootin nobody)
They ain't talkin about clothes
You know what I'm saying?
Yo, my man, I got a plan to do it all (What kind of plan you got)
I got a plan that none of y'all ever
Talked about 'cause underground niggas don't be thinking
I'm going kinda ?nino? like Lincoln
How can you make moves when you're...

Boy I think about it every night and dia
I'm addicted wanna jump inside your amor
I wouldn't wanna have it any other way
I'm addicted and I just can't get enough

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Honey got a sexy all steamin
She givin hotness a new meanin
Perfection mama you gleamin
Inception you got a brother dreamin dreamin

Damn baby I'm feignin
I'm trynna holler at you, I'm screamin
Let me amor you down this evenin
Love you amor you ya you know you are my demon

Girl we could form a team and
I could be the king you could be the...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (4x)
Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (4x)
A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (2x)
Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (2x)

Yo, this is the way it's goin down
We come in compound releasin double-rounds in hound
Like Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match
When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac
'Cause I'ma rush ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure
The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist
We comin deadly y'all ever in
And you'll be scared to pick the...