BEP

(HOOK)
hands up
coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
hands up
we makin' the whole joint short circuit

hands high
touch the sky
get 'em up
get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get ‘em up

(VERSE 1)
we goin' make toi move
we goin' make it hot
elbows above your heads peoples
we holdin' up the spot

we goin' get it going
even if y'all don't be knowing
"y'all don't be knowin'"
cuz this shit that we throwing get going gone retarded

start it up
banging out hits now we chartin' up
didn't mean bump ya' pardon us
diggin' this cut cuz we sharpened up

you dumbin' it down we smartened it up
we penetrate even...

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 chant the blues
He's chant songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a étoile, star now, but he ain't chant it from the heart
Sooner ou later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fans 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...

When the world changes, toi adjust
So, on this joint right here we about to take flight ya'll
(Oo ooo) Check it out ya'll (Oo ooo) check it out ya'll
Yo Fergie what ya gonna do? (flip it up)
Yeah, what we came to do, montrer these people how we gonna do (mix it up)
Yeah, its Black Eyed Peas ya'll
So, check it out now (ay)

You're here, so gone
This dark has got suddenly turned into dawn
I know you've already been here too long, too long, too long
Although toi won't see me fall from grace
You step on my soul as toi walk away
My demise you'll never know
I'm letting toi go

(Fly away now)
Flip it up flip it up get...

Can toi feel the hy-y-y-ype?

Chorus
Can toi feel it in your body-ah (can toi feel it)
Can toi feel it in your body-ah (can toi feel it)
Cause I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)
It feels good to my body-ah
To my body, in my body-ah (can toi feel it)
Can toi feel it in your body-ah (can toi feel it)
Cause I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)
It feels good to my body-ah

We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all wanna jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all wanna move
Ladies in the place...

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 toi all,
Presentation we'll make toi have a ball,
Styles start consiveing causeing toi 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)...

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take toi home
Would toi still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take toi home
Would toi still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

Girl, toi know toi got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In l’amour and nothing can stop me
You can't stop me cause once I start it
Can't return me once toi bought it
I'm coming baby, don't got it (don't make me wait)
So let's be about it

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come in lustin',...

[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 toi want] [2x]

Here goes another mighty blow that change your soul forever
When the musique hits you, toi 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 toi higher

Elevate toi past the stars
Infiltrating clubs 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...

Yeah, yeah
Check it out, y'all
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah

Tell me why all these ? bumaclutz? try to clown me
I tell em déplacer away, me need some privacy
Don't toi know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is will I am from bep
Black eyed peas, numero uno, we be jammin'...

As soon as a la stepped off (the floor)
People started hollerin (for more)
Beggin us to bless 'em with an (encore)
You know the peas they game to that (for sure)
No matter what the coast we, be on
Pacific ou atlantic we, stay strong
Foreign ou domestically, we conquer
All obstacles professionally and rock on
And that's exactly how we made it rock (made it rock)
We turn this on and then we make it hot (make it hot)
We also known to cause a state of shock (state of shock)
We start at 2 then go to 10 o'clock (10 o'clock)
10 o'clock the suivant jour that is (day that is)
No matter what city ou state that is (state...

(Will)
Yea
Kimmy kim kimmy kim kimmy kim kimmy kim
Why don't ya take it to the place where we're fillin' the skylight?
Ahhhh ah ah ahhhh
Where we'll be fillin' in the skylight
Uh huh
Check it out

(will)
We be the connection to
Everything from calypso to
Hip hop down to bee bop
Now come rock slip slide to mine
B-boy niggaz are gonna push butt
Rock-n-roll brothas are bound to serve it up
Got the leak so put the peas on turf
So get your waterproof walkman and go surf
John mcenroe get the kids all wacky
Jamal anderson look now he's from back in
The jour now he runnin' over niggaz for the fightin'
Instead of lookin'...

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 déplacer the boom-bip orthodox hip-hop we déplacer 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 toi 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 toi chilling in the summer

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

I feel like I wanna claque, smack somebody
Turn around and chienne 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 plus 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 l’amour for toi darlin'
And I, I wanna let toi know how I feel

And it's true that I l’amour 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, toi say, toi 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 toi I'm a whole different...

{*instrumental for the first 22 seconds*}

[Verse One]
Hey lady how toi be?
What'chu doin? What toi need?
What's yo' name? What's your sign?
What'chu think? What's on your mind?
Can toi mingle, spend some time?
Can I try to make toi mine?
Are toi single? Let me know
All these things I wanna know
Lady lady come with me
Hop inside my l’amour machine
We can share the energy
Make a pretty melody
La-da-di, la-di-dah
Special woman's what toi are
We can take it to the stars
And we can go far & beyond

[Chorus: Fergie]
Tell me where toi wanna go, where toi wanna go
Baby we could take it fast, we could take it slow
Give...

Mmm
La La La La La La La La, La La La La
La La La La La La La La, La La La La
La La La La La La La La, La La La La
Mmm

You was fooling me once before
But I tell toi there's no fooling me twice no more
Cuz when I open up my third eye, my third eye
You can't get away wit murder, wit murder
You was fooling me once before
But I tell you, there's no fooling me twice no more
So stop your opression, opression
Check it out, I got a question, a question

If buisson, bush is Pinnochio, Pinnochio
Who the hell is Gepetto, Gepetto?
Beware of Gepetto

Cuz he got knives and clips
And a dagger that's shaped into a crucifix
And he'll stab...

Lets get retarded in here

And the basse, bass keeps runnin', runnin and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' and..

In this context, there's no disrespect
So when I bust my rhyme
You break your necks
We got five minutes for this to disconnect
From all intellect and let the rhythm effect

Apt to lose this inhibition
Follow your intuition
Free your inner soul
And break away from tradition

Cause when we be out
Girl, it's gonna be that
You wouldn't believe how
Wow s**t out
Burnin' till it's burned out
Turn it till it's...

Send "Karma" ringtones to your cell

Yeah, yeah
Watch out

Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running

[Repeat]

I'm the caboose of the wrong doings toi produce
The wild tail of the tornado running loose
You tie the noose, I kick the chair
I'm the cinai that snatch your life while toi gasp for air
The echo of the "Fuck you" that boomerangs to hurt your loved ones
The thief that held your son, held par ransom
The pervert that raped your wife
The hand that held the couteau that took your life
You shot Tupac and Biggie
Now I'm coming after toi like V-W-X-Y-Z
This is cause and...