Johnny wanna 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 Canto the blues
He's Canto songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a stella, star now, but he ain't Canto it from the heart
Sooner o later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fan can't relate to his newfound 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...

Hands Up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up

Brothers in the place put your hands up in the air
We wild'n out
Bringin' the ruccus and musical warfare
Put 'em up and go bananas, my spinning everywhere
We waiting for the hot shit blazin' right here
That's the place, come on
Smash it up, come on
This is the get-up so bounce around, come on
Bring up the Dutchess, lady of the year
Fergie Ferg wants ya to put your hands up in the air

If te like what te see
Won't te do this for me
Oh!

Hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your...

What?

[Verse One]
A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)
I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
But not scarred physically (WHAT?)
More like scarred mentally (yeah)
I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)
I'ma mostra te how it go {*scratch "go"*}
Cause te killin me, ain't no skill in you
With my hands on te I wouldn't be feelin you
Yeah te platinum, but te wack as hell
I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
and start collectin dollars at the turnpike
Cause the rhymes te kick, need to be fixed...

Watch me(fallin up)
Watch me(fallin up)
Watch me(fallin up high)
Watch me

Focus on this the introductionist,
Or a lyrisist in this rap metropolis,
More like an activist,
We give it to te all,
Presentation we'll make te have a ball,
Styles start consiveing causeing te to meditate,
Manipulate the mind with hypnotic modern state,
We far from the fakes,
We never fake moves,
But jealous mothafuckas since the justice approves,(and talk shit)
And who the hell he be havin a fit,
Yo, he ain't got shit,
That's why he's in crips,
And I indelirize bodily rips,
Skiznits of nonsense nothing less than bullshit,(west side)...

na na na nie na na na nai na na na nie na na nai nai
na na na nie na na na nai na na na nie na na nai nai

You know the Musica make me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep te rocking as we dance
You know my Musica make em jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddly diddly

You know the Musica make me jump and prance
The B.E.Peas we keep ya rockin as we dance
uh-us uh-us jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddly diddly

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...

Yeah,
Uh
ladadadada,
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry

Hey, baby my nose is getting big
I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs
Now te say your trust's getting weaker
Probably coz my lies just started gettin' deeper
And the reason for my confession is that I learned my lesson
And I really think te ought to know the truth
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
---- with your cuore like I was the predator
In my book of lies I was the editor
And the author
I forged my signature
And now I...

Ah-ah-aah-ah
Ah-ah-aah-ah (x4)

Hey, watz up
We back up in the cut
Beat it up into submission
We don't need no permission
Black Eyed Peas tha coalition
Everybody go and listen
We're going on a mission
Giving te what you've been missing

So scream, and shout,
You gotta let it out
The energy will never die
I can see it in a crowd
Get your engine up,
Get your engine up
And wave your hands high
Like your tryin' touch a sky
But,

Don't bring me down (Just pick me up)
Don't bring me down (Just pick me up-up)
Don't bring me down (Just pick me up)
Don't bring me down

Ah-ah-aah-ah
Ah-ah-aah-ah (x4)

Hey, hot dam,
We back up in...

[Chorus]
Start it up and load it
We about to unfold it
Bring that dynamite baby coz tonight we about to explode it
Get moving, moving, get your body grooving
[Do what te want] [2x]

Here goes another mighty blow that change your soul forever
When the Musica hits you, te will feel no pain except for pleasure
We put it on you, we from California la la-la-la-la
Los Angeles natives creating things that take te higher

Elevate te past the stars
Infiltrating club and bars
End this now and act a fool
If your loss is what to do
Bounce, shake, wiggle and break
Let yourself go, open up the gates
And proceed the stampede...

[Chorus]
If the ladies in the disco club
are freaking in the disco club
And dancing in the disco club
And shaking in the disco club
I'll take te to the disco club

Yeah, I'm trying to party on out
Step to the disco can't work it out
Let's get go and this party started now
Parties and getting naughty is what I'm all about
So many girlies in the house
With slanging culo bodies and perty culo mouths
After the club we're going straight to my house
(I got to, go to) Gotta get te on my couch
I rock steady, no doubt
You ask for some of us so I let te turn it out
Don't give me gomma baby, baby don't pout
I don't want...

My Amore for my girl gonna shine
She the one occupyin all of my mind
She the one that make my life feel complete
'cause I be like the lyric and she be the beat
The kind of beat that make me freestyle to it
Make me rock rhymes to it make me dance all through it
Yea, and I be doin it right
Time that I Amore her down's like every night
Everything about her is wow she fine (?)
She one in a million
More like a trillion
Lifted me up like Killian
Cupid stuck my cuore like we just begun so

Baby yaaa, te and me gon be together most definitely
Always, be with te for the rest of my days
My Amore for te is infinite you're...

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 cancella 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...

Three, four..

Chk UHH.. chk UHH..

I'm the W-I, double-L-I-Am
Linkin up with the *311*, do it (do it)
He's the T-to-the-A-to-the-B-oh-oh
Linkin up with the *311*, do it (do it)
He's the A-P-L-to-the-D-E-Ap
Linkin up with the *311*, do it..
And we the B-to-the-E-to-the-P
Hookin up with *311*(?) do it (do it)

[Verse One]
We comin through to take control of each zip code
Bridgin the gap from rap to calypso
We gonna strike each city from 'Frisco
Tokyo to back to San Luis Obispo
(??) data, descendants of Amadeus
Transmitted through your CD's, tapes and record players
We the crusaders, attack like alligators
Yo, we're...

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 sposta the boom-bip orthodox hip-hop we sposta 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 te 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 te chilling in the summer

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

I feel like I wanna schiaffo, smack somebody
Turn around and cagna 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 più 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 Amore for te darlin'
And I, I wanna let te know how I feel

And it's true that I Amore 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, te say, te 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 te 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 sposta 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 te 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 te make moves when you're...

Boy I think about it every night and giorno
I'm addicted wanna jump inside your Amore
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 te gleamin
Inception te got a brother dreamin dreamin

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

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

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

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

Lord have Mercy[7x]

[Chorus]

I know that te like my style [2x]
You came here to turn te out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know te like my style[2x]
YOu gotta drop it on your culo right now
So everybody in the place get wild
[so what te sayin]
Whats up Whats up with te girl[2x]
Whats up Whats up with te boy [2x]

Don't jock, don't jock, baby don't jock me
I drop the hotness, baby watch me
You can't, te can't, no te can't stop me
'Cuz 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, te know my style is not chip
Right, so don't...