I'm the W-I, double-L-I-Am Linkin up with the Primo, do it (do it) He's the T-to-the-A-to-the-B-oh-oh Linkin up with the Primo, do it (do it) He's the A-P-L-to-the-D-E-Ap Linkin up with the Primo, do it.. And we the B-to-the-E-to-the-P Hookin up with Primo (?) 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 known to elevate like escalators Yo, we comin through to control your area Black Eyed Peas control your area Bringin the vibe that create hysteria Wack MC's vacate your area We three deep, comin out of yo' speaker I'm bustin your woofer and tearin through your tweeter Every rapper's talkin bout killin somebody But they ain't hip-hop to me (check it out)
[Chorus] This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop We keep it keep it movin, non non stop {*scratch "Black Eyed Peas"*} Yo, we keep it movin {*scratch*} Yo, we keep it movin The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop We keep it keep it movin, non non stop {*scratch "Black Eyed Peas"*} Yo, we keep it movin {*scratch*} We got to keep it movin
[Verse Two] It's the Black Eyed Peas (?) climbin up the Empire State tower livin is the mission desired I see a lot of liars so to dem I cross and fire And they lyrics soundin tired, repetitious and expired Cool dem down troop before they time get picked I can't take dem serious talkin about bullshit Got money and cars but, can't bullshit And your lyrics are soundin like, some doo doo shit While I'm holdin the mic tight, recite livin insight So we can all benefit from the artform (??) took, (??) you to make dough But forgot the main goal, almost lost the soul and got norm Cause everybody's talkin bout, high profilin But it ain't hip-hop to me (why why why) Cause everybody's talkin bout, high profilin But it ain't hip-hop to me (so check it out y'all)
[Chorus]
{*scratch* "I like the way the rhythm makes me jump"} {"Got black to asian, and caucasian sayin, 'That's the joint, that's the jam'"} {*scratch* "Let your body collide to the rhythm provided by the"} {"Black Eyed Peas"} {"Through a nation we build, off the music field Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel"}
[Verse Three] Yeah, your style's dated and you ain't came out yet Don't think you're +fresh+ cause you're rockin them outfits I think you're lost, cause you don't know where your route is Pick up the mic, put your money where your mouth is
I pick up the mic and put my lyrics where my mouth is
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