Ever since I was a little young-a
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I always had a ryhme that I flung-a
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Any situation that you brung up
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Black Eyed Peas will shake a party like thunda
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Now everybody wanna ask and wonder
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How the Black Eyed Peas took it from the under
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From the bottom to the top
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Now we make your body rock
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Muthaf**** don't sit and ponder
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Cuz we come with no bloops no blunders
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We keep it fat like Atilla the Hun-a
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Latin ladies by like ay Corumba
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We caliente like you killin' in the summer
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[Chorus:]
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We gave you something'
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Now you gonna ask for some more
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But naw brutha you ain't gonna get no more
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And I know you really like
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This audio delite
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Cuz my drum goes dum diddy dum-a
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Check it out
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One-time-for-ya-mind
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Two's for your souuuullll
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Three's for your body
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And four's for the ambience
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Check it out cuz this is how it go
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I'm sick with the rhyme
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I'm infected
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Since '95 the BEP perfected
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The way we get down on the record
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We comin' up with heat that's not expected
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You can't, you can't, you can't help but check it
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We stand out like chubby people in checkers
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We comin' hectic and hyper
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Aimin' like a sniper
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And when I rock the mic you'll respect me
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You respect it cuz you know
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I'm known to kill it
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I make it, make it, make it, make it
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Hotter than a skillet
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And you oughta know you goin' feel it
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Black Eyed Peas we do it we're the realest
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[Repeat Chorus]
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My faith will never fall
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Forever remain myself after all
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Gainin' fame, mass appeal, entertainin' y'all
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Never change or conform
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We always rock it raw
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I remember when we used to bust at the mall
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Ways of expressin' my love for the art
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Now we here to restore these rap laws
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Cuz the way it is now is not the way I saw so check it
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I'ma do it like this
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So y'all could recite this
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Hip hop anthem once more
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I won't let the mic rest
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You won't catch me rhyme-less
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No matter what the future got in store
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[Repeat Chorus]
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