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1. _ Don't Lie
Yeah
Uh huh
La da da da da
Sorry sorry sorry sorry
Hey, baby my nose is getting big
I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs
Now you say your trust's gettin' weaker
Probably 'cos my lies just started gettin' deeper
And the reason for my confession is that I learn my lesson
And I really think you have to know the truuth
Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more
But after I did it I don't know what I did it for
I admit that I have been a little immature
Fucking with your heart like I was the pre-da-tor
In my book of lies I was the editor
And the author
I forged my signature
And now I apologize for what I did to ya
'Cos what you did to me I did to you
[Chorus]
Nononono baby, nononono don't lie
Nononono, yeah you kno kno kno know you gotta try
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I see you & what you're all about
Nonono babe, nononono don't lie
Yeah you kno kno kno know you gotta try
She said I'm leaving
'Cos she can't take the pain
It's hard to continue this love it ain't the same
Can't forget the things that I've done inside her brain
Too many lies committed too many games
She feeling like a fool getting on the last train
Tryin' to maintain but the feeling won't change
I'm sorry for the things that I've done and what I became
Caught up in living my life in the fast lane
Blinded by lights, cameras, you know the fame
I don't know the reason why I did these things
And I lie and I lie
And I lie and I lie
And now our emotions are drained
'Cos I lie and I lie and a little lie lie
And now your emotions are drained
[Chorus]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Ba da ba da ba da ba da badabada
Yo, I'm lying to my girl
Even though I love her
And she all in my world
I give her all my attention and diamonds & pearls
She's the one who makes me feel on top of the world
Still I lie to my girl, I do it
And I lie and I lie and I lie 'til there's no turning back
I don't know why, and I lie and I lie 'til I don't know who I am
[Chorus]
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2. _ Feel It
[Chorus:]
Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)
Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)
Coz I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)
It feels good to my body-ah
To my body, in my body-ah (can you feel it)
Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)
Coz I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)
It feels good to my body-ah
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all want to jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all want to move
Ladies in the place just show 'em proof
Fellas in the house you know what to do
We gonna make y'all feel it in a special way
A new van full of action and exposé
Ladies in the house looking ready to play
And I'm waiting for the right one to pass my way
And in the mean time I'm about to roll up The Hague
We got drinks on the table, tied up our lay
And it's time to unwind if you've had a low day
And ladies, I got something to say
[Chorus]
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all want to jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all want to move
Lades in the place just show 'em proof
Fellas in the house you know what to do
Feel the vibration of the bass charm
Put your face on the speaker, get your face blown
Get up on the floor, get your dance on
Coz your backbone's connected to your ass, go on
The ladies all dressed up high fashion (hot!)
Dancing all sexy with passion
Honey, if you don't mind me asking
Can you feel all that bass in that ass, hun?
[Chorus]
This is it (this is it) gotta keep â??em moving
Don't stop (don't stop) once you get moving
Don't break (one break) next thing you know
You on top (you on top) so hop to the rhythm
That we stop (don't stop) get loose and express
What you got (what you got) at least you gotta
Give yourself a shot (a shot) hey never get 'em up
And what you got?
Can you feel the hy-why-why-ype?
I can feel the hy-why-why-ype
Can you feel the hy-why-why-ype?
I can feel the hy-why-why-ype
[Chorus]
To my body, to my body-ah
To my body, to my body-ah
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3. _ Anxiety
I feel like I wanna smack somebody
Turn around and bitch slap somebody
But I ain't goin' out bro
(No, no, no)
I ain't givin' into it
(No, no, no)
Anxiety bashed my mind in
Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden
But I ain't fallin' down bro
(No, no, no)
I ain't givin in to it
(No, no, no)
Shackled in chains
My soul feels stained
I can't explain
Got a itch on my brain
Lately my whole brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
My blood's boilin' it's beatin' out propane
My train of thoughts more like a runaway train
I'm in a fast car drivin' in the fast lane
In the rain and I might just hydroplane
[Chorus:]
I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from uzi's
I've been dealin' with somethin' that's worse then these
That'll make ya' fall to your knees
And that's the...
Anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoia's brought me to my knees
Lord please, please, please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoia's brought me to my knees
Lord please, please, please
Take away my anxiety
My head keeps runnin' away my brother
The only thing makin' me stay my brother
But I won't give into it bro (No, no, no)
Gotta get myself back now
God I can't let my mind be trapped by enemies
My own
Got's to find my inner wealth
Grasp a hold of my thoughts
I can't get lost
I can't give into it now (No, no, no)
Emotions are trapped on lock
Got my brain stuck
Going through the motions
Only I know what's up
I'm filled up with pain tryin' to gain my sanity
Everywhere I turn it's embedded in front of me
Nowhere to go gotta shake this anxiety
Got me feelin' strange
Paranoia took over me
And it's weighin' me down
And I can't run any longer
Knees to the ground
[Chorus]
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4. _ Pump It
Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (louder)
And pump it (louder)
And pump it (louder)
And pump it (louder)
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right
Niggas wanna hate on us (who)
Niggas can be eenvious us (who)
And I know why they hatin' on us (why)
'Cause that's so fabulous (what)
I'm a be real on us (c'mon)
Nobody got nuttin' on us (no)
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)
We rockin' it (contagious)
Monkey Business (outrageous)
Just confess your girl admits that we the shit
F-R-E-S-H (fresh)
D-E-F, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it
So, turn it up (turn it up)
So, turn it up (turn it up)
So, turn it up (turn it up)
C'mon baby, just
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
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 fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right
(Yo, check this out right here)
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need'a ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up
But dude get shut like Flava shut (down)
Chicks say, she ain't down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drunk (fool)
She wanna hit n' run (errr)
Yeah, that's the speed
That's what 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
Cause we gonna
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)
C'mon baby, just
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
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 fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Wow
Apl. de ap. from Philippines
Live and direct, rocking this scene
Waiting on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting, doin' their thing
Pump it, louder come on
Don't stop, and keep it goin'
Do it, lets get it on
Move it!
Come on, baby, do it
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy
On the stereo
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind, baby)
To let it go, let it go
Here we go
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there)
On the radio
The system is gonna feel so fine
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
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 fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right
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5. _ Apl Song
[Chorus:]
La pit m-ga kai bigan
At making kayo
A ko may da la da lang
Bali taga ling saba yanko
Na is kung y pama hagi
Ang m-ga kwento
Ang m-ga pang ya yari nagaga nap
Sa lu pang pinnang a ko
Yo, every place has a ghetto
This is my version of it
Check it out
Listen closely all I got a story to tell
Version of my ghetto when life felt for real
Some would call it hell, to me it was heaven
God gave me the grace amazing ways of living
How would you feel if you had to catch a meal
To live to eat to chill and
Havin' to pump the water out of the ground
The way we put it down utilizing what's around
Like land for farm and river for fish
Everyone help each other whenever they can
We makin' it happen, nothing to something
We be surviving back in the homeland
[Chorus]
It's been a while but
I been back to my home, to my homeland
And this be what's going on
Man it feels good to be back at home (back at home)
It's been a decade and a journey all along
I was fourteen when I first left Philippines
Been away half my life and it felt like a dream
To be next to my mom with her home cooked meal
Man I felt complete, my emotions I feel
Now life has changed for me in the U.S.
But back at home man, life was a mess
I guess sometimes the life stresses get you down
On your knees
Oh brother wish I could have helped you out
Help me...
[Chorus]
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6. _ Let's Get It Started
Let's get it started, in here
And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and...
In this context, there's no disrespect, so,
when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks.
We got five minutes for us to disconnect,
from all intellect collect the rhythm effect.
Obstacles are inefficient, follow your intuition,
free your inner soul and break away from tradition.
Coz when we beat out, girl it's pullin' without.
You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out.
Burn it till it's burned out.
Turn it till it's turned out.
Act up from north, west, east, south.
[Chorus]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid.
Get it started, get it started, get it started.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Yeah.
Lose control, of body and soul.
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow.
Don't get ahead, just jump into it.
Y'all hear about it, the Peas'll do it.
Get stutted, get stupid.
You'll want me body people will walk you through it.
Step by step, like you're into new kid.
Inch by inch with the new solution.
Transmit hits, with no delusion.
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'.
[Chorus]
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin runnin' and
C'mon y'all, lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow!
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...
Let's get ill, that's the deal.
At the gate, we'll bring the bud top drill. (Just)
Lose your mind this is the time,
Y'all test this drill, Just and bang your spine. (Just)
Bob your head like me APL de, up inside your club or in your Bentley.
Get messy, loud and sick.
Y'all mount past slow mo in another head trip. (So)
Come then now do not correct it, let's get ignant let's get hectic.
[Chorus]
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow!
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin'
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7. _ Fly Away [Live] [*]
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8. _ Boogie That Be
Yo-you hear them sirens?
I know you hear 'em
Don't get scared
That ain't five-o
No that's the funk yo'
Yeah
Don't act like you didn't know
No
It's just the way it goes
Yeah
When you're messin' with the funk
Yeah
You pump it in your trunk
Yeah
You know it's what you want
Yeah
So just bump da bump da bump bump it up
[Chorus]
Bounce boo to the boogie that be
You know I want you to come boogie with me
We can dip left slide right all night
It's time to be wild freestyle
It's on and poppin'
Ain't no stoppin'
Us from rockin'
From tonight till ten o'clock in the morning
Got neighbours knockin'
Turn it down
Fuck them go call the cops and watch them kids
Walk in start boppin' heads to what that beat they droppin'
He play funk, punk, and hip-hoppin' breakin' laws yeah
Cultures shockin'
We be pop lockin' and mashin'
I get down and groove to cuts
Check my art of movin' butts
Now these cats are scared to dance
This beat next
Ooh
There's my chance
Come on girl
Let's go out and dance on the floor
Ha
[Chorus]
We can dance and dance, dance
Said we can dance and dance, dance
I wanna dance and dance, dance
Oh we can dance and dance, dance
Fergie's chillin'
Always illin'
The way I make ya' sway
Y'all feelin'
That's how it is get down and jam
If ya'll don't understand
Check it
He rock makin'
Street block shakin'
Love life's great when it's house quakin'
Speakers thumpin' the whole joint jumpin'
Disco funkin' get your booty bumpin'
This beat's bangin' I'm rap talkin'
Sweet spit slangin' keep your feet hoppin'
Dirty dancin' nasty naughty
Move that chassie
Pump it hottie
Cause when I hear music
I just lose it
I wanna do it with you
And when I hear music
I get into it
I wanna do it with you
Ha
[Chorus]
We can dance and dance, dance
Said we can dance and dance, dance
I wanna dance and dance, dance
Oh we can dance and dance, dance
Come on
Freak freak
Ha
Freak to the beat
Ha
Yeah
Freak freak
Ha
Freak to the beat
Ha
Yeah freak freak
It sound sweet
Ha
Yeah freak freak
And do it to the beat
Ha
Y'all
What the hell y'all come here for
If y'all ain't out there on that floor
Ya' asked me to bring it
Hey I brought a little more
I give it to ya' raw
Give it to ya' hard core
Not contaminated
I'm gonna keep this pure
Just for y'all for y'alls pleasure
'Cause all I wanna do is have a ball y'all
Get on the floor y'all
Freak freak y'all
[Chorus]
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9. _ Gone Going
Johnny want to be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues
He's singing songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star now, but he ain't singing from the heart
Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fans can't relate to his new found art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's putting in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Cash in his love for material
[Chorus]
And its gone, gone, going,
Gone, everything gone, give a damn,
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing,
Gone people, up awkward with their things, gone.
You see yourself in the mirror
And you feel safe cause it looks familiar
But you afraid to open up your soul
Cause you don't really know, don't really know
Who is, the person that's deep within
Cause you are content with just being the name brand man
And you fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
Your the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with incense sticks
With them vegetarian meals
To you that's righteous
You're fiction like books
You need to go out to life and look
Cause, what happens when they take your material
You already sold your soul and its
[Chorus]
You say that time is money and money is time
So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about, that crime that you did to get paid
And what about, that bid, you can't take it to your brain
Why you on about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good on the bridges you've walked along the way
All that money that you got gonna be gone
That gear that you rock gonna be gone
The house up on the hill gonna be gone
The gold, on your grill gonna be gone
The ice on your wrist gonna be gone
That nice little Miss gonna be gone
That whip that you roll gonna be gone
And what's worst is your soul will be gone
[Chorus]
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10. _ Labor Day (It's a Holiday)
When I step in the room
I bring the heat like the month of June
Crank the vibe, you make the bass go boom
Wil' out like we some wild baboon
We go bananas to the tune
I want to throw bows
Give me elbow room (move nigga)
When I'm out...
I'm ready to consume
Let's hit the sun roof cuz...
It's a holiday all we has to celebrate
And that's the way we do it
Don't ask why we do it
That's just the way it be
Lovin double D's up at the A D
When I partyin' in Hollywood VIP
I don't understand this TOD
[Chorus]
We party forever
We get down together
We don't stop, no!
And we don't quit
Let's get it going cause you know we gonna celebrate
â??Cuz its a holiday
I don't work today
Or the next three days
So let's celebrate
It's a holiday
I don't work today
Nooooooooooo
All we has to celebrate
It's time to celebrate
Servin' up heat rocks on a hot plate
Like that y'all
It's a festive date
Make it go ape
And raise your heart rate
We gonna stay out late
Party till the mornin' and wake up late
We do it to the day break
Go on and on then on and on and...
Dance to my rhyme
I can holla a capellas def till ya blind
You're mine baby
Take you to the width of your behind baby
Take a sip of mo' and just recline baby
Cock me back and stroke my 9 baby
We don't stop girl
We don't quit, no!
We dont' quit, no!
We don't quit
[Chorus]
[Break]
Don't stop it, just push it
Don't stop it, just push it
Move your body and push it
Get naughty and push it
We gonna party and push it
We gonna party and push it
Move your body and push it
Get naughty and push it
â??Cuz it's a holiday all we has to celebrate
It's time to get wasted
And scope the whole place
For girls with cute faces
â??Cuz I see some fly mamas
So pack your pajamas
But don't bring the drama
But you can bring you melody
I'll plug in my mic and sing my harmony
La la la la
Oh how many times we gonna hit it
How many times we gonna split it
How many times she gonna get it
Or else you are gonna
When I comes over
You're gonna have to wanna...
â??Cuz I'm the alligator champ
Drivin' a train
Drivin' a train
Or you can put your friend
On the Swiss malane
And get buddy buddy
With your friend Mary Jane
She really blows my brain
She really blows my brain
[Chorus]
(So we do it every day
So we do it every night
And we do it in the club
Yeah, ugh, it's my birthday)
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11. _ Hands Up
[Hook]
Hands up
Coming with rhythms to make you head jerk
We makin' the whole joint short circuit
Hands high touch the sky get 'em up
Get 'em [x7]
We gone make you move
We gone make you hot
Elbows above your head peoples
We holdin' up the spot
We gone get it goin' even if y'all don't be knowin'
'Cuz this shit that we throwing get you going gone retarded
Started up, bangin' out hits
Now we're chartin' up
Didn't mean to bump you, pardon us
Diggin' this cut 'cause we sharpened up
You dumbing it down, we smartened it up
We penetrate even though your guard was up
Get down to the Peas 'cuz we fallin' up
Electric 'cuz we like charging up
We the B E Peas uh
Rhythmic sonic pleaser
Getcha hot like fever, boiling two hundred degrees ah
You're burning up
Heat's getting low let me turn it up
Let me fuck you up your ear 'til my sperm is up in your brain
And the baby Wil I Am's be sayin'
[Hook]
Tabamatic oh man you flows
Deeper than Atlantic O's
A-pl-de Ap got ridiculous flows
Catchin' rhythm makin' 'em grow
Mathematic A-pl will go
Up in the scene we original
You know what I mean be, be mineral
Stormin' strong for my several
Barricade laid for you terribles ho
I'm the chief Fil-I-pi-no
Letting you know we're about to blow
Wil-I-Am, Ap, and Tab double O
Set 'em up, set ' em up, set 'em up
Time for us to raise it up
Never goin' down always headed up
Raise your hands 'cuz we blaze it up
Anybody here who waited long
To you I dedicate this song
Ain't nothing wrong gotta make you right
Straight to the point this is the new joint
And you know this is the jam y'all
Come on down and dance y'all
Have ball y'all throw you hands up
[Hook]
[Break]
Black Eyed Peas will announce
Somethin' you can't avoid
You need to b-b-b-bounce to this
B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce to our joint
We come with more than an ounce
More like a ton full of noise
So b-b-b-bounce to this
B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce to our joint
We came to getcha, getcha
Bouncin' so getch, getcha ass up
We gotcha, gotcha movin' let's make it hotter
Hotter than molted lava
Bubbling like boiling water ah
[Hook]
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12. _ Like That
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13. _ Third Eye
Mmmmmmmm...
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
Mmmmmmmm...
He was fooling me once before
But I tell you there's no fooling me twice no more
'Cause when I open up my third eye, third eye
Gotta get away wit' murder, wit' murder
He was fooling me once before
But I tell you there's no fooling me twice no more
So stop your oppression, oppression
Check it out I got a question, a question
Bush is Pinnochio, Pinnochio
Who the Hell is Gepetto, Gepetto?
Beware of Gepetto
'Cause he got knives and clips and a dagger that's shit with two crucifix
And he's got ya back won't flinch if ya two brother has an at Christmas
Welcome to the valley of the beast where they sing in harmony where I speak no peace
Keepin' an eye on a fella your cheddar, things that ain't really for the better
I could point out odd behaviour to keep your meal from the poisonous flavour
Then would you call, I can't say let me make your mind so you're in the door danger
He can sell sand to Iran
Ice to an Eskimo
Water to a dam
He can put a killer up for sale
The one who taught him how to stab
He was fooling me once before
But I tell you he ain't fooling me twice no more
'Cause when I open up my third eye, third eye
Gotta get away wit' murder, wit' murder
Know what I'm saying?
Can't fool me again
I'm here to games to late
I know your kind
Don't fall down again
Won't trip on games you like
I know your kind
You can fool me once (no no)
But you can't fool me two times (no no)
'Cause I got three eyes (yeah yeah)
One up from the left side (yeah yeah)
The other from the right side (yeah yeah)
One eye on the inside (yeah yeah)
And I can see you outside (no no)
Trying to come in
La la la la la la la la la la la (you can't fool me)
La la la la la la la la la la la (you can't do me)
La la la la la la la la la la la (you can't run through me)
Mmmmmmmmm...
La la la la la
La la la la la
Sometimes we need to change, to change, to change
Leave the past behind
Leave the past behind or shall we...look into the future?
Look ahead
That's right
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14. _ Dum Diddly
[Repeat x2]
You know the music make you jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make me jump and prance
Dumb diddley dumb dumb diddley dumb dumb diddley dumb dumb diddley diddley
Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums
The rim shack sound like someone gunned
(Pop! Pop!) There go your ear drums
So raise the volume to the maximum
Base booming bout to make your body feel numb
Penetrate your body penetrate your skeleton
This little diddley definitely demonstrates some
Dumb diddley dumb, so dance to the drum
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Don't hurt yourself, take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, o-eh-o
Watch yourself now, here comes the sound
[Repeat x2]
You know the music make me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make me jump and prance
Dumb diddley dumb dumb diddley dumb dumb diddley dumb dumb diddley diddley
Music please
Apparently yeah we the true MC's
BE Boys no decoys you know the sting
BE Peas till infinity
And we officially also fresh in the scene
So tell me if you see a crew that officially
Hit the whole glow simultaneously
Hit after hit, check out my melody
[Chorus]
Sim sim sim, blum blum blum
The Black Eyed Peas begun with action
Repeating rhy-rhythm in satisfaction
No need for asking, that's what's happening
The blip blip blip, the blah blah blau
You didn't know me then and you'll never know me now
I'm the Apl.De.Ap, the Filipino Ap
You don't know my style, yeah let me take you out, come on
[Chorus]
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15. _ My Style
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
[Chorus]
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
You came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know you like my style
I know you like my style
You gotta drop it on your ass right now
So everybody in the place get wild
(so what you sayin')
What's up what's up with you girl
What's up what's up with you girl
What's up what's up with you boy
What's up what's up with you boy
Don't jock, don't jock, baby don't jock me
I drop the hotness, baby watch me
You can't, you can't, no you can't stop me
'Cause I'm a champ on the rap like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at z rocks me
Got my style trademark with the copy
Rights, you know my style is not chip
Right, so don't cock-block me
You like my style when I'm whiling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
On a mic and I turn the stage like propane
And I bang them thangs like a love em man
[Chorus]
Our style lined up when we team up
Jt and bep sold the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between "em
We the hottest in the biz turn our beat up
We be rolling four hummers and a Beama' (in a beama')
With sunset off the chi cantina (cantina)
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in any magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rockin' like this
And ain't nobody drop their styles like this (this)
I'm a give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me "my baby's a genius"
[Chorus]
Te gusta mi estilo (estilo)
Dile a tu tia y tu tio (tio)
A ir biene jimmy with the lingo (lingo)
I like to keep my style on singo (singo)
Baby you can call me mijo (mijo)
I make you say "adios, mijo"
Dude trying at church domingo
I make it hot for you if it's frijo
It feels like something's heating up
Timbaland on the drum-drum he's beatin' up
Black eyed peas, there's no defeating us
Jt, he's rocking a beat with us
Them freaks, they want to freak with us
After the spot they tryin' to meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
Off the hook our style ridiculous
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
What's up, what's up with you girl
What's up, what's up with you girl
What's up, what's up with you boy
What's up, what's up with you boy
Let me tell ya
I know that you like my style
I know that you like my style
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style
Timbo (timbo)
Black eyed peas (black eyed peas)
J-T (that's me)
And we out baby (out baby)
La-la-la-la-la-la
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16. _ Where is the Love?
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 anger works and operates
Now, 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 can 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 can 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( come on yeah)
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' the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images, it's the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids want to 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're 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 till love is found now ask yourself
Sing with me, y'all
(one world one world)
We only got (one world one world)
That's all we got (one world one world)
And somethings wrong with it (yeah)
And somethings wrong with it (yeah)
And somethings wrong with the w-w-world yeah
We only got (one world one world)
That's all we got (one world one world)
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17. _ They Don't Want Music
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hey y'all, John Coltrane yeah he plays the sax
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I feel mellow
When I watch the girl play the cello
Hello to all my fellow peers in here for the quality
Music quality, yeah
That'll be the focus in the top pick of the day
So pass the peas like we used to say
Pass the beats like they used to say
Pass the phunk like they used to say
That's my joint like we used to say
Syncopation the true school way
[Chorus:]
I don't know what you came to do
I came to drop the funk on you
Depends on that sonic sound
But you know what?
They don't want music [x2]
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom [x2])
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
They don't want music [x2]
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
The good back horn
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom boom)
Ooh, la la aw wee wee
Nowadays music is all about fee
The soul is caged no bits now free
Unless the rhyme was rocked by me
I got the balls to bang (baw ba-ba-baw, ba-ba-baw, ba-baw bang)
Yeah, steady, just doing my thang (steady, just steady, just doing my own thang)
I just do it (ha!)
I just do it you know
My momma said to do what you know
So I'ma do what I know
James Brown gave me the fluid
That means a baby could do it
The Peas will do it so
Do it, do it, do it
Get up on the stage and release my fluid
Do my thing, do it through the music
Funkafied and therapeutic
[Chorus]
Wait a minute!
You got to rock with the funk (if you wanna have a good time) [x2]
You got to roll with the funk (if you wanna have a good time) [x2]
You got to roll with the funk (if you wanna be sweet and fine, hey! Hey! Hey!)
Rock with the punk (if you gonna have a good time)
You got to roll with the funk (if you wanna have a good time)
A woman that'll funk your horn now (gimme that funky horn!)
Play that funky horn now (gimme that funky horn)
Gimme that funky horn now (gimme that funky horn)
Hey! Hey! Hey!
You got to rock with the funk (if you wanna have a good time)
You've got to roll with the funk (if you wanna have a good time)
You got to dance with the funk (if you wanna be sweet and fine)
I said I like to dance with the funk (if you wanna be sweet and fine)
You've got to shake with the funk (if you wanna have a good time)
Shaking shaking shaking with the funk (if you wanna have a good time)
Gimme that funky horn (gimme that funky horn)
I need that funky horn (I need that funky horn)
Play that funky horn now (gimme that funky horn)
A break down, a break down, a break, get down
Dance everybody move your body through the music
Get it started, get into it
Come on everybody do it
You've got to dance through the music
People doing what you're doing
People grooving with the music
You've got to roll with the funk
Roll with your funk (if you're wanna have a good time)
R-O-double-L keep rolling with the funk (if you're wanna have a good time)
And roll! To a funky place
I'm rolling (where?)
To a to a to a funky funky place
I'm rolling! To a funky place
I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there...
It's funky, funk, funk, funk funky...
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18. _ Hands Up [Live] [*]
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