Audio Delite at Low Fidelity (Album «Monkey Business», 2005)
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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 bop Motherfuckers, don't sit and ponder
'Cause we come with no blutes, no blunders We keep it fat like Attila the Honda Latin ladies be like 'Ay Karumba' We caliente like you chilling in the summer
We gave you some, 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-Dumma'
Check it out, one time, for your mind Two's for your soul Three's for your body, and four's for the ambiance Check it out 'cause this is how it go
I'm sick with the rhyme, I'm infected Since '95 the BEPs perfected The way we get down on the record We coming up, we 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're coming hectic and hyper, aiming like a sniper And when I rock the mike y'all respect it
You respect it 'cause you know I'm known to kill it I make you make you make you hotter than the skillet Yeah, and I know you gonna feel it Black Eyed Peas, we the r- we the realest
We gave you some, 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-Dumma'
Check it out, one time, for your mind Two's for your soul Three's for your body, and four's for the ambiance Check it out 'cause this is how it go
My faithful never fall For ever remain myself after all Gaining fame, that's the deal, entertaining y'all Never change or conform, we always rock 'n' roll
I remember when we used to bust at the mall Ways of expressing my love for the art Now we here to restore these rap laws 'Cause the way it is now's not the way I saw
So check it I'ma do it like this So y'all can recite this Hip-hop anthem once more
I won't let the mike rest No you won't catch me rhymeless No matter what the future got in store
We gave you some, 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 delight 'Cause my drum goes 'Dum diddy-dumma'
Check it out, one time, for your mind Two's for your soul Three's for your body, and four's for the ambiance Check it out 'cause this is how it go, yo
One time Two's for your soul Three's, four's Check it