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Black Eyed Peas

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(Check it)

Ever since I was a little younger

I always had a rhyme that I flung up

Any situation that you brung up

Black Eyed Peas will 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

Mutha (hey) don't sit and ponder

'Cause we come with no bloops no blunders

We keep it fat like Attila the Hun-a

Latin ladies be like, "Ay caramba"

We caliente like you chilling in the summer

We gave you something now you gonna ask for some more

But no brother you ain't gonna get no more

And I know you really like this audio delite

'Cause my drum goes dum diddy dum-a (check it out)

One-time-for-ya-mind, two's for your soul

Three's for your body, and four's for the ambience

Check it out 'cause this is how it go (yo)

I'm sick with the rhyme, I'm infected

Since '95 the BEP's perfected

The way we get down on the record

We comin' up with heat that's not expected

You can't, you can't, you can't help but check it

We stand out like chubby people in checkers

We coming hectic and hyper, aiming like a sniper

And when I rock the mic you'll respect it

You respect it 'cause you know I'm known to kill it

I make it, make it, make it, make it hotter than a skillet

Yeah, and I know you goin' feel it

Black Eyed Peas we do it, we the realest (ay)

We gave you something now you gonna ask for some more

But no brother you ain't gonna get no more

And I know you really like this audio delite

'Cause my drum goes dum diddy dum-a (check it out)

One-time-for-ya-mind, two's for your soul

Three's for your body, and four's for the ambience

Check it out 'cause this is how it go (check it)

My faith will never fall

Forever remain myself after all

Gainin' fame, mass appeal, entertainin' y'all

Never change or conform, we always rock it raw

I remember when we used to bust at the mall

Ways of expressin' my love for the art

Now we here to restore these rap laws

'Cause the way it is now is not the way I saw

So check it, I'ma do it like this

So y'all could recite this hip hop anthem once more

I won't let the mic rest, you won't catch me rhymeless

No matter what the future got in store

We gave you something now you gonna ask for some more

But no brother you ain't gonna get no more

And I know you really like this audio delite

'Cause my drum goes dum diddy dum-a (check it out)

One-time-for-ya-mind, two's for your soul

Three's for your body, and four's for the ambience

Check it out 'cause this is how it go (yo)

(Ay)

One-time...

Two's for your soul

Three's... Four's...

Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it (check it)

(They all afraid to change)

(Don't be afraid to change, don't be afraid to change)