Three, four..



Chk UHH.. chk UHH..



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

Hit your spirit, make you jump out them couches

Quick agility to slow-like slouches

with more bounce to the freak of def ounces



And we announce this, follow us to show you what the sound is

Primo and the Peas collaboratin like great

Aiyyo let's do this, let's do this, we show you who the crew is

Black Eyed Peas is like the rulers leavin all you brothers clueless

Haters hater us if you wanna, we gon' speak on it

We gon' tell the world why hip-hop is haunted

Funny is a drug and MC's is on it

We gon' take it back to the days of Soulsonic



[Chorus] * 2X w/ variations



[ad ilbs to fade]


BEP, I know you feel it, huh (4x)



Oh my goodness, I know you feel the vibration

Across the globe no matter your location

Ain't no difficulty or complication

Just as long my niggas in the celebration

Celebrated the musical liberation

The Peas then demonstrated the demonstration

And you will feel the flush of relaxation

I'ma wax these and then get heavy rotation

I got you in bliss and ain't no aggrevation

When you bump us, we bring the stimulation

So hurry up and get your daily fixation

But make sure that it's handled, it's a moderation

One dose should bring you to a limitation

So put your back into it, baby, that's right, huh

I'm about to plug in some dedication

This goes out to my brothers and my coalition



Chorus:



All I want is to be free

You keep pushin up on me

All I want is to be free

You be you let I'll be me

Let me do what I feel inside

Won't get taken for a ride

Do just what I feel inside

Everything will be alright (5x)



Oh my goodness, it's obvious now you feelin me

Envious niggas plan on killing me

Frontin on my niggas and also my family

Fienin for my capability, it's tragedy

My technicalities die hard like battery

Try to cross us, I blast 'cause you flattin me

You oughta be on something like PCP

To come against a crew like BEP (Oh my goodness)

Oh no you didn't try to contest me

Come out delivery, won't control your body

I'm breakin down y'all mathematically

Yes mentally, physically and spiritually

Actually, I'm rippin your anatomy

'Cause literally you be in the cemetery

I'm about to throw a shout-out to my peeps

Dedicated to the DJ's that pump it in their streets



Chorus



Whip it good like DeVoe we whip it good

You understand (Yo man, it's understood)

We be winnin tournaments like Tigerwoods

Openin your suburbs and bump it in your hood

Rock it in your box or your hooptie-hoop

Bump it in your hot beamer 850 coupe

'Cause I'ma inform y'all on what to do

Hop in your ride and drive down in your avenue

It's bumpin in your barbeque and your venue

At a journey, feelin that ease, is why I sent you

'Cause ain't no stoppin this, stoppin it

'Cause we be rockin it (Rock, rock, rock)



Yeah, yeah, yeah (8x)



Chorus



Gather up the team, now we ready to go

Any minute we'll be all over your box and video

Niggas wanna stop me and my amigos

But we still roll all over your accapella goes

Leave it or this one here like meteor

Your mediocre scene, you feel the roar

Vibration that's headed for your store

For a change, not bragging about close to more

Instead brain fusion, I lace you up confusion

Relax and feel the groove it's the solution

We straight cruisin while the beat is still cruisin

You're here so clap your hand to what we're doin



Chorus