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(SBK!) <br>Alive... (Alive, we comin&#39; up!) <br>Nina Sky... (Who&#39;s this?) <br>N.O.R.E... (Daddy Yankee!) <br>Gem Star... (Gem Star!) <br>Big Mato... (Big Mato!) <br>(C&#39;mon, c&#39;mon!) <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>cubano... <br>mexicano... <p>Oye mi canto... <p>You see, this is what they want <br>They want reggaeton <br>What, what, they want reggaeton <p>Esto es lo que quieren <br>Toma reggaeton <br>Que, que <br>Toma reggaeton <p>You see, I&#39;m N.O.R.E <br>Keep my story <br>My story, I always kick it <br>When I bone shorty <br>I slap culo, and listen (Que?) <p>Soy el Gem, estrella <br>Cuando canto, lo que dicen <br>Una nalgada en el culo <br>Ella grita (What?) <p>See her booty gotta rep for it&#39;s own <br>I be in Fajardo, San Juan, Bayamon <p>Sol en campo, Santiago <br>Tabaco, y ron <br>Alla en Puerto Rico <br>Con Bacardi limon <p>Ahh, this is all that <br>You can tell Spanky on it <br>The remix to the remix <br>With Yankee on it <p>Esto es mofongo <br>Un chin, y con N.O.R.E on it <br>Un reggaeton con Gem Star <br>Y Big Mato on it <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Cubano... <br>Mexicano... <br>Oye mi canto... <p>(Who&#39;s this?) <br>(Daddy Yankee!) <br>Suena el cangrinaje <br>Para que sientan el encaje <br>Todos en la pista <br>Muevanse, potras salvajes <br>Siquiti-da-Daddy Yankee <br>Give it to them, yeah <br>Esto es lo que reina en la calle <br>Todos mis latinos en los bloques <br>Ahora stand up <br>Oye mi canto con el N.O.R.E <br>Ahora en dembow <br>Mueva ese bumbumbumbum, mami <br>No pierdas tiempo <br>(Who&#39;s this?) <br>(Daddy!) <p>And this the first time it&#39;s ever been done <br>Because there&#39;s never been <br>A rapper doin&#39; reggaeton album <br>And he a veteran <br>Padrino, while layin&#39; at the cino <br>No matter your race, because <br>Today you&#39;re latino <p>Todos mis latinos en los bloques <br>Ahora stand up <br>Oye mi canto con el N.O.R.E <br>Ahora en dembow <br>Mueva ese bumbumbumbum, mami <br>No pierdas tiempo <br>(Who&#39;s this?) <br>(Daddy!) <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Cubano... <br>Mexicano... <br>Oye mi canto... <p>Venga ver, venga ver <br>Lo que tengo yo para ti <br>Ya siento que sin ti <br>No puedo vivir <br>Mami... Mami... <br>Hey... Hey... <br>Oye mi canto <br>Mira to&#39; el mundo <br>Mira, yo le canto <br>Mira, saludos alla <br>A mi hermano yo le mando <br>Hey... Hey... <br>Hey... Hey... <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Oye mi canto... <p>SBK da&#39; beast! <br>Gem Star &amp;amp; Mato! <br>Nina Sky! <br>What&#39;s up, girls? <br>Rest in peace, Big Pin! <br>Vala, I know you would&#39;ve loved this! <br>Rest in peace to my father! Mambo! <br>This is for y&#39;all, yeah! <br>Shouts to all the DJ&#39;s playing... <br>That reggaeton early... <br>DJ Carmelo, DJ Enough, Cypher Sounds! <br>Chris Bucks, Tony Touch, Jerry Chub! <br>DJ Cale, Phally Phel, La Mega, Latino Mix! <br>Let&#39;s go! <br>C&#39;mon, c&#39;mon!matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-43721906552726604242008-04-23T22:18:00.000-05:002008-04-24T14:12:11.055-05:00If you proud to be latino, right now... <br>Stand the fuck up... <p>SBK... (SBK!) <br>Alive... (Alive, we comin&#39; up!) <br>Nina Sky... (Who&#39;s this?) <br>N.O.R.E... (Daddy Yankee!) <br>Gem Star... (Gem Star!) <br>Big Mato... (Big Mato!) <br>(C&#39;mon, c&#39;mon!) <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>cubano... <br>mexicano... <p>Oye mi canto... <p>You see, this is what they want <br>They want reggaeton <br>What, what, they want reggaeton <p>Esto es lo que quieren <br>Toma reggaeton <br>Que, que <br>Toma reggaeton <p>You see, I&#39;m N.O.R.E <br>Keep my story <br>My story, I always kick it <br>When I bone shorty <br>I slap culo, and listen (Que?) <p>Soy el Gem, estrella <br>Cuando canto, lo que dicen <br>Una nalgada en el culo <br>Ella grita (What?) <p>See her booty gotta rep for it&#39;s own <br>I be in Fajardo, San Juan, Bayamon <p>Sol en campo, Santiago <br>Tabaco, y ron <br>Alla en Puerto Rico <br>Con Bacardi limon <p>Ahh, this is all that <br>You can tell Spanky on it <br>The remix to the remix <br>With Yankee on it <p>Esto es mofongo <br>Un chin, y con N.O.R.E on it <br>Un reggaeton con Gem Star <br>Y Big Mato on it <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Cubano... <br>Mexicano... <br>Oye mi canto... <p>(Who&#39;s this?) <br>(Daddy Yankee!) <br>Suena el cangrinaje <br>Para que sientan el encaje <br>Todos en la pista <br>Muevanse, potras salvajes <br>Siquiti-da-Daddy Yankee <br>Give it to them, yeah <br>Esto es lo que reina en la calle <br>Todos mis latinos en los bloques <br>Ahora stand up <br>Oye mi canto con el N.O.R.E <br>Ahora en dembow <br>Mueva ese bumbumbumbum, mami <br>No pierdas tiempo <br>(Who&#39;s this?) <br>(Daddy!) <p>And this the first time it&#39;s ever been done <br>Because there&#39;s never been <br>A rapper doin&#39; reggaeton album <br>And he a veteran <br>Padrino, while layin&#39; at the cino <br>No matter your race, because <br>Today you&#39;re latino <p>Todos mis latinos en los bloques <br>Ahora stand up <br>Oye mi canto con el N.O.R.E <br>Ahora en dembow <br>Mueva ese bumbumbumbum, mami <br>No pierdas tiempo <br>(Who&#39;s this?) <br>(Daddy!) <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Cubano... <br>Mexicano... <br>Oye mi canto... <p>Venga ver, venga ver <br>Lo que tengo yo para ti <br>Ya siento que sin ti <br>No puedo vivir <br>Mami... Mami... <br>Hey... Hey... <br>Oye mi canto <br>Mira to&#39; el mundo <br>Mira, yo le canto <br>Mira, saludos alla <br>A mi hermano yo le mando <br>Hey... Hey... <br>Hey... Hey... <p>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Whoa... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Boricua... <br>Morena... <br>Dominicano... <br>Colombiano... <br>Oye mi canto... <p>SBK da&#39; beast! <br>Gem Star &amp;amp; Mato! <br>Nina Sky! <br>What&#39;s up, girls? <br>Rest in peace, Big Pin! <br>Vala, I know you would&#39;ve loved this! <br>Rest in peace to my father! Mambo! <br>This is for y&#39;all, yeah! <br>Shouts to all the DJ&#39;s playing... <br>That reggaeton early... <br>DJ Carmelo, DJ Enough, Cypher Sounds! <br>Chris Bucks, Tony Touch, Jerry Chub! <br>DJ Cale, Phally Phel, La Mega, Latino Mix! <br>Let&#39;s go! <br>C&#39;mon, c&#39;mon!matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-24860670521701338142008-04-20T10:44:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.965-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>They don't want music, they don't know how to use it <BR>All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom) <BR><BR>Hey y'all, John Coltraine yeah he plays the sax <BR>Me, myself I love to max <BR>Up in the studio laying tracks <BR>Burn it on the CD, melt the wax <BR>And now I'm feeling fine <BR>Coz daily music's on my mind <BR>And I feel mellow <BR>When I watch the girl play the cello <BR>Hello to all my fellow peers in here for the quality <BR>Music quality, yeah <BR>That'll be the focus in the top pick of the day <BR>So pass the peas like we used to say <BR>Pass the beats like they used to say <BR>Pass the phunk like they used to say <BR>That's my joint like we used to say <BR>Syncopation the true school way <BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I> <BR>I don't know what you came to do <BR>I came to drop the phunk on you <BR>Depends on that sonic sound <BR>But you know what? <BR>They don't want music <I>[2x]</I> <BR>They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom <I>[2x]</I>) <BR>They don't want music, they don't know how to use it <BR>They don't want music <I>[2x]</I> <BR>They don't want music, they don't know how to use it <BR>The good back horn <BR>They don't want music, they don't know how to use it <BR>All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom boom) <BR><BR>Oo, lala aw wee wee <BR>Nowadays music is all about fee <BR>The soul is caged no bits now free <BR>Unless the rhyme was rocked by me <BR>I got the balls to bang (baw ba-ba-baw, ba-ba-baw, ba-baw bang) <BR>Yeah, steady, just doing my thang (steady, just steady, just doing my own thang) <BR>I just do it (ha!) <BR>I just do it you know <BR>My momma said to do what you know <BR>So I'ma do what I know <BR>James Brown gave me the fluid <BR>That means a baby could do it <BR>The Peas will do it so <BR><BR>Do it, do it, do it <BR>Get up on the stage and release my fluid <BR>Do my thing, do it through the music <BR>Phunkafied and therapeutic <BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I> <BR><BR>Wait a minute! <BR>You got to rock with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <I>[2x]</I> <BR>You got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <I>[2x]</I> <BR>You got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna be sweet and fine, hey! Hey! Hey!) <BR>Rock with the punk (if you gonna have a good time) <BR>You got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <BR>A woman that'll phunk your horn now (gimme that phunky horn!) <BR>Play that phunky horn now (gimme that phunky horn) <BR>Gimme that phunky horn now (gimme that phunky horn) <BR>Hey! Hey! Hey! <BR><BR><I>[Instrumental]</I> <BR><BR>You got to rock with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <BR>You've got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <BR>You got to dance with the phunk (if you wanna be sweet and fine) <BR>I said I like to dance with the phunk (if you wanna be sweet and fine) <BR>You've got to shake with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <BR>Shaking shaking shaking with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) <BR><BR>Gimme that phunky horn (gimme that phunky horn) <BR>I need that phunky horn (I need that phunky horn) <BR>Play that phunky horn now (gimme that phunky horn) <BR>... A break down, a break down, a break, get down <BR><BR>Dance everybody move your body through the music <BR>Get it started, get into it <BR>Come on everybody do it <BR>You've got to dance through the music <BR>People doing what you're doing <BR>People grooving with the music <BR>You've got to roll with the phunk <BR><BR>Roll with your phunk (if you're wanna have a good time)<BR>R-O-double-L keep rolling with the phunk (if you're wanna have a good time) <BR>And roll! To a phunky place <BR>I'm rolling (where?) <BR>To a to a to a phunky phunky place <BR>I'm rolling! To a phunky place <BR>I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there... <BR>It's phunky, phunk, phunk, phunk phunky...</FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-47669359413964702362008-04-20T10:43:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.966-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>You know the music make you jump and prance<BR>The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance<BR>You know my music make 'em jump and prance<BR>Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley<BR><I>[2x]</I><BR><BR>Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums<BR>The rim shot sound like someone gunned<BR>(Pop! Pop!) There go your ear drums<BR>So raise the volume to the maximum<BR>Base booming bout to make your body feel numb<BR>Pulsations probably penetrate your skeleton<BR>This little diddley definitely demonstrates some<BR>Dum diddley dum - so dance to the drum<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR>Don't hurt yourself, take it easy<BR>There's no better time than right now<BR>So let yourself go, o-eh-o<BR>Watch yourself now, her comes the sound<BR><I>[2x]</I><BR>You know the music make 'em jump and prance<BR>The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance<BR>You know my music make 'em jump and prance<BR>Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley<BR><I>[2x]</I><BR><BR>Freeze<BR>Music please<BR>Apparently yeah we the true MC's<BR>BE Boys no decoys you know the sting<BR>BE Peas till infinity<BR>And we officially also fresh in the scene<BR>So tell me if you see a crew that officially<BR>Hit the whole globe simultaneously<BR>Hit after hit, check out my melody<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>Sim sim sim, blum blum blum<BR>The Black Eyed Peas begun with action<BR>Repeating rhy-rhythm in satisfaction<BR>No need for asking, that's what's happening<BR>The blip blip blip, the blah blah blau<BR>You didn't know me then and you'll never know me now<BR>I'm the Apl.De.Ap, the Filipino Ap<BR>If you need to know my style, yeah let me show you how, come on<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I></FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-33821890957841324772008-04-20T10:42:00.002-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.967-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>(Wow we're in Stereo)<BR><BR>Question for the ages<BR>What's going on with my back pages?<BR>Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen<BR>You got to feel it within your body and your spirit<BR>When you listen to the rhythm (come on)<BR>It's the abstract Will is on the beat<BR>Women all around the globe, the world<BR>You got to follow me<BR>Change your history, categories<BR>Different people in the same territories<BR>Hip-hop in the form of Black Eyed Peas<BR>So watch it watch it be mindful of the speakers please<BR>Cause they gonna rumble and shake the ground<BR>Break atoms, break the sound<BR>Feel the embraceful pound<BR>Treat all the things profound<BR>If you wanna dude to help you out<BR>Make it cool around your friends without smoking now<BR>Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out<BR>And you could work it out, yeah you could work it out<BR>It's like that, and a<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR>And we got it like that (like that)<BR>You know we got it like that (like that)<BR>Y'all we got it like that (like that)<BR>It's like that, like that (like that)<BR>Y'all we got it like that (like that)<BR>You know we got it like that (like that)<BR>Yeah we got it like that (like that)<BR><BR>It's like that cause I got it like that<BR>And I got it like that also<BR>Got a style that's way out like Bosto<BR>You know I'm known to cook a nigga like charcoal<BR>Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo<BR>(Can I kick it?) Yup, really far though<BR>From El Segundo to Toronto<BR>I once hit a girl up in Chicago<BR>But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto<BR>Yup, you know how the date rape go<BR>Kobe showed the classic example<BR>Now they know the Peas collect the dough<BR>So they knocking on the door like we "Wells Fargo"<BR>Yup, they see me in a Will.I.Am suit<BR>But I wasn't that cute when I didn't have the loot<BR>And I don't smoke herb but I'm still real nice with the verbs<BR>So fuck (hey!) what you heard<BR>Cause we got it like that<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>Talib, just hit 'em like that<BR>I'm from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that<BR>Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat<BR>I need a shot of Remy like my rap<BR>It's like the yack is the fights that got me spillin' on the right track<BR>And I like this Will, so I might get ill<BR>On the mics somebody might get killed<BR>So many damn rappers there's a cypher in heaven<BR>My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff of Legend<BR>When this Brooklyn MC come after you<BR>You be running like I herd of caribou down Myrtle Avenue<BR>There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude<BR>To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth<BR>Stare into the Sun, they try to copy<BR>Let your eyes get used to the light because you gotta watch me<BR>Sneak up on you like saki<BR>My lyrics get out a split atom like Hiroshima and Nagasaki<BR><BR>It's the Apl.De.Ap in the lab with the rap<BR>Demonstrate how we act, we attack any track<BR>It's the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts<BR>Start with the phat skills that rose in the past<BR>We got it like how you know how to beast rocks<BR>Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot<BR>The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye<BR>Making you ??<BR>Tss tsss tsss, I'ma roll with the hot<BR>I'ma flow from the soul when you can't hold me back<BR>Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track<BR>I'ma simply simply always attach<BR>Jeepney Music by Apl.De.Ap<BR>From L.A to Philippines we bridging the gap<BR>We got it like that you know we got it like that<BR>Like... we got it like that y'all<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>It's like that and a...<BR>It's like that and a...<BR>...<BR><BR>My man Q-Tip in the house<BR>Cee-lo you know he's in the house<BR>My man John Legend's in the house<BR>Talib Kweli will work it out<BR>My man Apl.De is in the house<BR>Will.I.Am is definitely in the house<BR>Fergie Ferg is in the house<BR>What's up to De La, shot 'em out<BR>True hip-hop music now<BR>Positive vibes, no doubt<BR>My man Phife Dog's in the house<BR>My man Shahid's in the house<BR>Taboo. You know I'm in the house<BR>Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out <I>[3x]</I><BR><BR>It's like that da-da...</FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-28778765132189045742008-04-20T10:42:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.968-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana>I feel like I wanna smack somebody<BR>Turn around and bitch slap somebody<BR>But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no)<BR>I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no)<BR>Anxieties bash my mind in<BR>Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden<BR>But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no)<BR>I won't lose control bro (no, no, no)<BR>Shackle and chained<BR>My soul feels stained<BR>I can't explain got an ich on my brain<BR>Lately my whole aim is to maintain<BR>And regain control of my mainframe<BR>My bloods boiling its beatin' out propaine<BR>My train of thoughts more like a runaway train<BR>I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane<BR>In the rain and I'm might just hydroplaine<BR><BR>I don't fear none of my enemies<BR>And I don't fear bullets from Uzi's<BR>I've been dealing with something thats worse than these<BR>That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the<BR>The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry<BR>Paranoias brought me to my knees<BR>Lord please please please<BR>Take away my anxiety<BR>The sane and the insane rivalry<BR>Paranoias brought me to my knees<BR>Lord please please please<BR>Take away my anxiety<BR><BR>My head keeps running away my brother<BR>The only thing making me stay my brother<BR>But I won't give into it bro (no, no, no)<BR>Gotta get myself back now<BR>God, I can't let my mind be <BR>Tell my enemy is my own<BR>Gots to find my inner wealth<BR>Gots to hold up my thoughts<BR>I can't get caught (no, no, no)<BR>I can't give into it now (no, no, no)<BR>Emotions are trapped set on lock<BR>Got my brain stuck goin through the motions<BR>Only I know what's up<BR>I'm filled up with pain<BR>Tryin' to gain my sanity<BR>Everywhere I turn its a dead end infront of me<BR>With nowhere to go gotta shake this anxiety<BR>Got me feelin' strange paranoia took over me<BR>And its weighin' me down<BR>And I can't run any longer, yo<BR>Knees to the ground<BR><BR>I don't fear none of my enemies<BR>And I don't fear bullets from Uzi's<BR>I've been dealing with something thats worse than these<BR>That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the<BR>The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry<BR>Paranoias brought me to my knees<BR>Lord please please please<BR>Take away my anxiety<BR>The sane and the insane rivalry<BR>Paranoias brought me to my knees<BR>Lord please please please<BR>Take away my anxiety</FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-20895048627958139492008-04-20T10:41:00.003-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.969-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[Chorus in Tagalog]<BR></EM>Lapit mga kaibigan at makinig kayo<BR>Ako'y may dala-dalang, balita galing sa bayan ko<BR>Nais kong ipamahagi ang mga kwento<BR>Ang mga pangyayaring nagaganap<BR>Sa lupang pinangako<BR><BR><I>[English Translation:]</I><BR>(Come closer my friends and everyone listen<BR>I brought news from my homeland<BR>I'll tell you how we live and what goes on<BR>From my beloved homeland.)<BR><BR><I>[Verse one, Apl.De.Ap]</I><BR>Every place got a ghetto this is my version<BR>Check it out...<BR>Listen closely yo, I got a story to tell<BR>A version of my ghetto where life felt for real<BR>Some would call it hell but to me it was heaven<BR>God gave me the grace, amazin' ways of living<BR>How would you feel if you had to catch your meal?<BR>Build a hut to live and to eat and chill in.<BR>Having to pump the water outta the ground<BR>The way we put it down utilizing what is around<BR>Like land for farming, river for fishing<BR>Everyone helpin' each other whenever they can<BR>We makin' it happen, from nothin' to somethin'<BR>That's how we be survivin' back in my homeland<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR><I>[Verse two, Apl.De.Ap]</I><BR>Yo, its been a while but...<BR>I been back home to my homeland, (check it out) to see what's going on<BR>Man it feels good to be back at home<BR>And it's been a decade, on the journey all alone<BR>I was fourteen when I first left Philippines<BR>I've been away half my life, but it felt like a day<BR>To be next to my mom with her home cooked meal<BR>Meant I felt complete, my emotions I feel!<BR>Now life has changed for me in the U.S<BR>But back at home man, life was a mess...<BR>I guess sometimes life's stresses gets you down<BR>On your knees, oh brother I wish I could have helped you out...<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I></FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-62665188844013871262008-04-20T10:41:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.971-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[Computerized police sirens]<BR><BR></EM>Yo, you hear 'em sirens<BR>I know you hear 'em<BR>Don't get scared<BR>It ain't five-o (naw)<BR>That's the funk yo (yeah)<BR>Don't act like you didn't know (hun)<BR>It's just the way it goes (yeah)<BR>When you messin' with the funk (yeah)<BR>You bumpin' in the trunk (yeah)<BR>You know it's what you want (yeah)<BR>So just bump, the bump, da-bump<BR>Bump, bump, bump it up<BR><BR><I>[Chorus:]</I><BR>Bounce boo, to the boogie that be<BR>You know I<BR>Want you to come boogie with me<BR>We can<BR>Dip left, slide right, all night<BR>It's time to be wild, freestyle<BR><BR>It's on and poppin'<BR>Ain't no stoppin'<BR>Us from rockin'<BR>From tonight till ten o'clockin'<BR>In the morning<BR>Got neighbors knockin' (sign 'em now)<BR>Fuck 'em go call them cops and<BR>Watch 'em pigs walk and start boppin'<BR>Heads to what that DJ droppin'<BR>He play funk punkin', hip-hoppin'<BR>Breakin' laws, yeah culture shockin'<BR>We be pop lockin' and moshing<BR>I get down and groove to cuts (yeah)<BR>Check mark on all groovin' butts<BR>Now days cats is scared to dare (that's right)<BR>This beat plays, whoo<BR>Here's my chance<BR>Come on girl let's go out there<BR>Dance on the floor, haaaa<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR><I>[Bridge:]</I><BR>We can dance, and dance, dance<BR>(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance<BR>(One more, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance<BR>(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance<BR><BR><I>[Jaime Gomez:]</I><BR>Fergie's chillin'<BR>Always illin'<BR>The way I make you sway, ya feelin'<BR>That's how it is<BR>Get down and jam<BR>If ya'll don't understand<BR>Check it<BR><BR>Heat rock makin'<BR>Street block shakin'<BR>Club life's great when its house breakin'<BR>Speakers thumpin'<BR>Whole joint jumpin'<BR>Disco funkin' get your booty bumpin'<BR>This beats bangin'<BR>I'm rap talkin'<BR>Sweet spit slangin'<BR>Keep your feet hopping<BR>Dirty dancing<BR>Nasty, naughty<BR>Move that Jessie<BR>Pump it hottie<BR><BR>Cause when I hear music<BR>I just lose it<BR>I wanna do it, with you, you, you, you<BR>And when I hear music<BR>I get in to it<BR>I wanna do it, with you, you<BR>Awwwwwwwwww<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR><I>[Bridge]</I><BR><BR>Come on, freak, freak<BR>(Haaaa)Freak to the beat<BR>(Haaaa)Yeah, freak, freak<BR>(Haaaa)To the beat<BR>(Haaaa)Yeah, freak, freak<BR>(Haaaa)Wanna sound sweet<BR>(Haaaa)Let's freak, freak<BR>(Haaaa)And groove to the beat<BR>Haaaaaaaaaaaaa<BR>Ya'll, what the hell y'all come here for<BR>If your ain't out there on that floor<BR>Your asked me to bringing it, I brought a little more<BR>I'll give it to your warm<BR>Give it to you hardcore<BR>You're all contaminated<BR>I'm gonna keep this pure<BR>Just for your, for yours pleasure<BR>Cause all I wanna' do is have a ball, ya'll<BR>Get on the floor y'all<BR>And freak, freak y'all<BR><BR><I>[Bridge:]</I><BR>We can dance, and dance, dance<BR>(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance<BR>(One more, whoo, whoo, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance<BR>(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance<BR>(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)<BR><BR><I>[Guitar solo]</I><BR><BR>(Haaaaaaaaaaaaa)<BR><BR><I>[Computerized police siren]</I></FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-14834514543684381302008-04-20T10:40:00.003-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.972-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>When the world changes, you adjust<BR>So, on this joint right here we about to take flight ya'll<BR>(Oo ooo)Check it out ya'll (Oo ooo)check it out ya'll<BR>Yo Fergie what ya gonna do? (flip it out)<BR><BR>Yeah, what we came to do, show these people how we gonna do (mix it up)<BR>Yeah, its Balck Eye Peas ya'll<BR>So, check it out (ay)<BR><BR>You're here, so gone<BR>this dark has got suddenly turned into dawn<BR>I know you've already been here too long, too long, too long<BR>Although you won't see me fall from grace<BR>You step on my soul as you walk away<BR>My demise you'll never know<BR>I'm letting you go<BR><BR>(Fly away now)<BR>Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck<BR>Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up<BR>Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop<BR>You got to go now and fill up your cup<BR>(Fly away now,fly away now)<BR>Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus<BR>Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey<BR><BR>You take me from me<BR>With you forever, but darling I see<BR>The world is who you belong to, not me<BR>So I set you free<BR><BR>(Fly away now)<BR>Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck<BR>Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up <BR>Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop<BR>You got to go now and fill up your cup<BR>(Fly away now, fly away now)<BR>Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus<BR>Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey<BR><BR>I be fallin' up never fallin' down<BR>'Cause I spread my wings and glide around town<BR><BR>Fly, lover go<BR>Find your nest,find your home<BR>(Uh uh oh,uh uh uh oh)<BR>I miss you so<BR>Spread your wings, let it flow<BR>(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)<BR><BR>I be fallin' up never fallin' down<BR>'Cause I keep it on a higher level, elvated ground<BR><BR>Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck<BR>Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up<BR>Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop<BR>You got to go and fill up your cup<BR>Bout to get gone baby (fly away now)Yeah, get it gone now (fly away now)<BR>Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus<BR>Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey<BR><BR>Get back on the truck (yeah)<BR>Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up<BR>Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop<BR>You got to go now and fill up up your cup<BR>Bout to get gone baby (fly away now) Takin' flight now (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)<BR>Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus (yeah)<BR>Don't need to blow that horn I'll be tough<BR>Flip it up Flip it up (takin' flight now) (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)<BR>(Gettin' gone baby) switch it up switch it up (takin' flight now)(uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)<BR>Flip it up (fly away now) switch it up (fly away now)<BR>Takin' flight baby (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)<BR>Doin' whats right now (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)</FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-91435950394307918782008-04-20T10:40:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.973-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana>Lord, have mercy <I>[7x]</I><BR><BR><I>[Chorus:]</I><BR>I know that you like my style <I>[2x]</I><BR>We came here to turn you out<BR>Everybody in the place get wild<BR>I know that you like my style <I>[2x]</I><BR>We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now<BR>Everybody in the place get wild<BR>(So what you saying?)<BR>What's up, what's up with you girl <I>[2x]</I><BR>What's up, what's up with you boy <I>[2x]</I><BR><BR>Don't jock, don't jock, baby don't jock me<BR>I drop the hotness, baby watch me<BR>You can't, you can't, no you can't stop me<BR>'Cause I'm a champ on the rep like rocky<BR>And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me<BR>Got my style trademark with the copy<BR>Right, you know my style is naughty<BR>Right, so don't cock-block me<BR>You like my style when I'm whiling out with my gang<BR>And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing<BR>On a mike and I turn the stage like cocaine<BR>And I bang them thangs like a lover man<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>Our style lined up when we team up<BR>JT and BEP sold the scene up<BR>Cali to Tennessee and in between 'em<BR>We the hottest in the biz, turn the beat up<BR>We be rolling four Hummers and a Pima<BR>With sunset off the chi cantina<BR>Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah<BR>Paparazzi put me in any magazine-ah<BR>I got eight million ways to rockin' like this<BR>And ain't nobody drop their styles like this<BR>I'ma give it to you like that and like this<BR>And my momma always told me "My baby's a genius"<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR><I>[Taboo in Spanish:]</I><BR><BR>Te gusta mi estilo(estilo)<BR>Dile a tu tia y tu tio(tio)<BR>Ahi viene Jimmy with the lingo(lingo)<BR>I like to keep my style on singo (singo)<BR>Baby you can call me mijo (mijo)<BR>I make you say "Adios mio"<BR>Tu chocha es todo mio (Ay)<BR>I make it hot for you if it's frio<BR><BR>It feels like something's heating up<BR>Timberland on the drum-drum he's beatin' up<BR>Black Eyed Peas, there's no defeating us<BR>JT, he's rocking a beat with us<BR>Them freaks, they want to freak with us<BR>After the spot they trying to meet with us<BR>They know our style is fabulous<BR>Off the hook our style ridiculous<BR><BR>Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da...<BR><BR>What's up, what's up with you girl <I>[2x]</I><BR>What's up, what's up with you boy <I>[2x]</I><BR><BR>I know that you like my style <I>[2x]</I><BR>I've been gone for a while<BR>But I'm back with a brand new style<BR><BR>Black Eyed Peas (Black Eyed Peas)<BR>JT (that's me)<BR>And we out baby (out baby)<BR><BR>Ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-ba...</FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-202831916456534902008-04-20T10:39:00.003-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.973-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[Verse 1]<BR></EM>I took ur picture, with one particluar reason and its to capture ur character,<BR>I like to sit and stare at 'cha<BR>Aint nothin wrong with starin at cha<BR>Girl don't be scared at the fact that I envison us getting married and I ain't tryin to rush nuttin<BR>Cuz I aint rushin<BR>It'll take a time like, "whats them things that move slow you knowthem...damn..I cant think cuz u on my mind..."<BR>And when u on my mindi cant find anything to ryhme with ryhme<BR>I gotta ryhme ryhme with mixture<BR>And speakin of mixture<BR>With you I wanna be mixed up<BR>Im like a record and ur like a record<BR>So lets let the DJ mix us<BR>Ur like an elixir<BR>Thats got me tipsy,<BR>This is just like Ripley's "Believe it or not" girl<BR>But I love you<BR><BR><I>[chorus]</I><BR>Girl u really got me goin<BR>Outta control<BR>I dot know what im doin<BR>Lets let it go<BR>And do what we do best<BR>Take off our clothes<BR>We look better undressed<BR><BR><I>[Bridge-repeat 2x]</I><BR>Yes to sex<BR>Yes to sex<BR>No to War<BR>No to war<BR>Fightin' is rightin'<BR>Fightin' is rightin'<BR>Yes to sex<BR>It's so much more exciting<BR>Yes to sex<BR>Yes to sex<BR>No to War<BR>No to war<BR>Fightin is frightning<BR>Fightin is frightening<BR>Yes to sex<BR>It's so much more exciting<BR><BR><I>[Verse 2]</I><BR>For you im a fanatic<BR>Im a addict<BR>Ur sexy antics turn me on like automatic<BR>No need to get dramatic<BR>But I gotta have it<BR>(gimme gimme gimme gimme)<BR>Gimme some of them sexual acrobatics<BR>Kama sutra girl, anything that suits you girl<BR>Stuff that you ain't used to girl<BR>Come over here and let me show you just how Willy do it<BR>Im a freak and u knew it<BR>Ur a freak and I knew it<BR>Baby lets get to it<BR>'cause...<BR><BR><I>[chorus]</I><BR><BR>Its called the S E X X X X<BR>(YES YES YES)<BR><BR><I>[Verse 3]</I><BR>U take me to extasy<BR>Witout takin extasty<BR>Its exactly like extasy<BR>When u layin right next to me<BR>Im sexin' u<BR>Sexin u<BR>U sexin me<BR>Sexin me<BR>Its feels so damn natural<BR>Wut we doin so naturally<BR>Im likin u rubbin' me<BR>And u likin me rubbin' u<BR>Da passions emaculate<BR>While u lovin me lovin u<BR>I put L-O-V-E in you I love me puttin' me in you<BR>Make love to you<BR>Just like Sergio Mendez plays the piano<BR><I>[Play]</I><BR><BR><I>[Piano plays]</I></FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-75878167787458213482008-04-20T10:39:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.974-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>Mira mira mira mira mira....<BR>Mira mira mira mira mira....<BR>Mira mira mira mira mira....<BR>Mira mira yo quiero<BR><BR>Cuban girls, Cuban girls, I like em'<BR>Puerto Rican girls, Puerto Rican girls, yo quiero<BR>Mexican girls, Mexican girls, yo quiero<BR>Spanish girls, Spanish girls, I like em'<BR>Girls, Girls, Latin girls<BR>Latin girls, Latin girls<BR>Latin girls, What's happenin' girls?<BR>What's happenin' girl? What's happenin?<BR><BR>I like Latin dem Latin women (I do)<BR>And they love me cause I'm that man<BR>With cocoa nuts and chocolate skin<BR>I'm that mocha masculine<BR>Feminines that are Latin call ya friends<BR>And call your cousins cause I know you got dozens of them<BR>Marias, Elizabeths, Sonyas and Blancas<BR>When I see ya you can get boned if ya wanta<BR>Yo quiero en I'm sincero<BR>If you never had an ichi let me be your primero<BR>We can hit the channel we can dance the bolero<BR>Have a shopping spree and you can spend my dinero<BR>But...<BR>I wish you was more like JLo<BR>(my love don't cost) Cause love don't cost a thing<BR>So why don't you let this king love the queen of Argentin<BR>Girl you know I know you know what I mean<BR>Cause I like them'<BR><BR><I>[Chorus:]</I><BR>Cuban girls, Cuban girls, I like em'<BR>Puerto Rican girls, Puerto Rican girls, yo quiero'<BR>Mexican girls, Mexican girls, yo quiero'<BR>Spanish girls, Spanish girls, I like em'<BR>Girls, Girls, Latin girls'<BR>Latin girls, Latin girls'<BR>You makin me hot girl!<BR>What's happnin' girl? What's happnin? (oh!)<BR><BR>Que onda<BR>Que quieres con mi<BR>Mira muchacha esta es para ti<BR>Latina chicana por mi<BR>Mas finas me gusta me a si<BR>Mira ah, mira ah, mira ah, mami<BR>Esperate, esperate, esperate aqui<BR>We could connect and act humanly<BR>Indulge in animal instincts so we...<BR>We could have conversation or...<BR>Sexual relation or...<BR>We could explore find out more<BR>About things that we done before<BR>Whether it be kinky thoughts<BR>I'm a make your chonies drop<BR>Watch as this shorty rock<BR>I'll make your trick drop<BR>They call me cum a lot<BR>I like em'<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR><I>[Fergie sings in spanish:]</I><BR>Ven a mi,<BR>El paraiso sera para ti,<BR>Sera para ti<BR>Sentiras el fuego dentro de mi ser<BR><BR>Latin girls, Latin girls'<BR>Latin girls, Latin girls'<BR><BR>Que pasa señorita<BR>You a bronze skin mama<BR>Me a mama son I wanna take you to Havana<BR>We could get down every day of the semana<BR>Dance to the music and follow the guitarra<BR><BR>(Clap, Clap, Clap, Come on)<BR><BR>Dame un momento quelo vuelvo como peso<BR>Take you to Philippines then you don't have to spend a peso<BR><BR>We got connection like a novel to Aurida<BR>I can relate cause latin girls look Phillipina<BR>Check your history there's no mystery between us<BR>Destiny made it possible to be us<BR>I know about your culture cause it's mixed with mine<BR>We go together well just like<BR>Beats and rhymes and<BR>Tequilas and limes and<BR>Celeste with pine and<BR>I'll say one more time<BR>I like them'<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>Yeah'....<BR>I like em'....<BR>Yo quiero'....<BR>Yo quiero'....<BR>I like em'....<BR><BR><I>[Fergie sings in spanish till the end:]</I><BR>Dame un poquito más<BR>Lo que tu<BR>Tienes por ahi<BR>Porque contigo yo quiero bailar ...<BR>(Mmmmm lamlaralo...)<BR>Contigo yo quiero bailar un bolero<BR>Lord caballero<BR>Dame <I>[x26]</I><BR>Contigo yo quiero...<BR>Sabor</FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-5402164441679462192008-04-20T10:38:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.975-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)<BR>Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)<BR>Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)<BR><BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us<BR>The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff <BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us<BR>The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff <BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us <BR>The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff <BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us <BR>Cause nobody's Funky as us, Cause we keep it Stinky (Stinky)<BR>We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)<BR>We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)<BR>We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)<BR>Stinky, Stinky, Stinky, <BR><BR>The Funk phenomenon, we Funk you on n' on<BR>There's no need to hold your nose,<BR>Cause this pong sing like a rouge<BR><BR>Big booty Funk, Toe jam Funk,<BR>Underarm Funk, like you headlocking a Skunk'<BR>Reaking like diseased athleates feet,<BR>The stench didn't come till after this beat<BR>Smellin' like droors no weezin no pause<BR>Put your hand up on the speakers get smelly ass paws<BR>You know we was coming before we entered the door<BR>Cause you could smell the rhyme when we was walking down the hall<BR>We bring the Funk worse then a wet dog<BR>Stinkin' like fat ladies shittin' out Logs<BR>We drop enough shit and keep them toilets clogged<BR>Keep the people jumpin' like them Bullfrogs<BR>The first one who smelt it ain't the one who delt it<BR>Black Eyed Peas keep the scent blind like delta<BR>Funky like onions you fryin' (Sure is Funky) girl you ain't lyin'<BR><BR><I>[CHORUS]</I><BR><BR>Yo' you Funkin' with the Funk family<BR>The non fabricated factual faculty'<BR>We formulatin' up in a factory<BR>Focusin' on the energid' of fluid flow free'<BR>We flawless, everything is for free<BR>We florish and we flaunt our flavour freshly, huh'<BR>Can you believe we flip the frequency's and<BR>Freak MCs they leave all franticaly but'<BR>Our intent is ought to be friendly but'<BR>They fightin' when we start the freestylin' frenzy<BR>I conk up ya' flat till your girlfriend beef<BR>Fillin all anatomy, bringin' me flatery, huh'<BR>She'll be diggin these rhymes that ease beats <BR>Like celulite lyrics so flabby<BR>We bring the funk to your festivities<BR>If you think something stank then it must be the peas!<BR><BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us<BR>The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff <BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us<BR>The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff <BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us<BR>The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff <BR>If it smells like Funk it must be us <BR>Cause nobody's Funky as us, cause we keep it Stinky<BR>(Funky, Funky, Funky, Funky)<BR><BR>Celulite overweight stankin' MCs<BR>Stench smells so strong it's insanitary<BR>Cause you can sense me a mile away so Chanky<BR>With the jungle Funk sound from Serengeti<BR>Meaty, Fat, Nasty like miss Fat booty's tights<BR>Gettin' dirty like mudfights and dirtbikes<BR>Turning these droors black they used to be white <BR>And we shitin' on these tracks that you gonna' need to wipe<BR>The odour's so contagious that it shows up in your dream<BR>Man you could pick me out like food in between <BR>Your two front teeth cause you be lackin' the streets<BR>We got beefy ass beats that we bumpin' in the streets<BR>We so nice n' sweet like steak box n' feet<BR>Sour underarm Funk you ain't washed in a week<BR>And man we be reekin' every day or weekend<BR>We could all bounce to the Funk and the season<BR><BR>Haha haha<BR>Yeah that's Funky',<BR>Yeah that's Funky'<BR><BR>Every smell is of a porker <BR>then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo<BR>Cause if you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us<BR>If you smellin' Fat Funk then it must be us<BR>If you smellin' something Funky <BR>then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo<BR>Cause you know that if it smells like Funk than it must be us<BR>If you smellin' elephants than it must be us<BR>If you smellin' somethin Funky <BR>then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo <BR>Cause you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us<BR>If you smellin' elephant shit then it must be us <I>[FADE]</I></FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-75146816394303541482008-04-20T10:37:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.976-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT size=2><FONT face=Verdana>When I stepped in the room I bring the heat like the month of june<BR>Crank the volume make the bass go boom <BR>Wile out like we some wild baboons (oOo oOo)<BR>We go bananas to the toon <BR>I wanna throw bows gimme elbow room<BR>When im out my cacoon im ready to consume <BR>Lts hit the saloon cuz...<BR><BR>Its aholiday pardon me as I celebrate<BR>And thats the way we do it we get a lil loopy of the ignorant fluid<BR>And act a lil stupid desication didnt do it and thats how we do it don't ask why we do it<BR>Thats just the way it be lovin double Ds up in the ad<BR>When I party in hollywood VIP I don't understand thats tle cuz<BR><BR>We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit<BR>Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday<BR>I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate<BR>Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate<BR>(oOo oOo)<BR>Its time to celebrate serving up beat box on a hot plate like that yall<BR>We on a festive date make it go ape n raise ur heart rate (oOo oOo)<BR>We gon stay out late party till the morning n wake up late<BR>We do it til the day break we gon on n on n on n on n (oOo oOo)<BR>Dance to my rhyme I can holla acapelas deaf till ya blind<BR>Ur mine baby take ya to the moon for your behind baby<BR>Take u to the moon n just recline baby ??<BR>We don't stop girl we don't quit nope we don't quit nope we don't quit<BR><BR>We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit<BR>Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday<BR>I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate<BR>Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate<BR><BR>Dotn stop it just push it don't stop it just push it <BR>Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it <BR>We gon party n push it we gon party n push it<BR>Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it cuz...<BR><BR>Its a holiday pardon me as I celebrate (oOo oOo)<BR>Its time to get wasted n scope the whole place with girls with cute faces (oOo oOo)<BR>Cuz I see some fly mommas so pack your pajamas but don't bring the drama (oOO oOo)<BR>But u can bring ur melody I plug in my mic n sing harmonies (la la la la)<BR>For how many times we gonna hit it for how many times we gonna split it<BR>How many times ur gonna get it <BR>Or else u r gonna wanna come ova ur gonna have to water cuz im the alligator champ<BR>Drivin the train drivin the train or u can bring a friend n switch my lane <BR>N get buddy buddy with ur friend mary jane <BR>She really blows my brain (brain) she really blows my brain <BR><BR>We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit<BR>Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday<BR>I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate<BR>Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate</FONT><BR></FONT></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-67505029165955443872008-04-20T10:36:00.002-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.977-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana>What?<BR><BR><I>[Verse One]</I><BR>A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)<BR>I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)<BR>But not scarred physically (WHAT?)<BR>More like scarred mentally (yeah)<BR>I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)<BR>I'ma show you how it go <I>[scratch "go"]</I><BR>Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you<BR>With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin you<BR>Yeah you platinum, but you wack as hell<BR>I dubbed over your single like a Maxell<BR>You need to<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Start practicin, master your flow<BR>You might as well, turn in your mic<BR>and start collectin dollars at the turnpike<BR>Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed<BR>But you couldn't even fix them <I>[scratch "in the mix]</I><BR>If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock<BR>You one of them balloons made to go pop<BR>You need to<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Start practicin, master your flow<BR>Stop now, get original<BR>WHAAAT?<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Start practicin, master your flow<BR><BR><I>[Verse Two]</I><BR>There is really nothin you can do<BR>We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu<BR>Risky on the microphone, I am<BR>Got the energy of (??) and (??)<BR>I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel<BR>Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel<BR>What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?<BR>What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled<BR>You gotta<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Start practicin, master your flow<BR>We delegate the skills to conversating<BR>The loss of motivation of MC's to create<BR>Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break<BR>You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Rikki Lake<BR>How does it feel to be the man on top<BR>when everything you got ain't any of your props?<BR>You need to<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Start practicin, master your flow<BR>Stop now, get original<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Start practicin, master your flow<BR><BR><I>[Verse Three - Chali 2na]</I><BR>When you think about rap in it's entirety<BR>Violence became variety<BR>Silently personalities differ from what they try to be<BR>2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you<BR>You're sluggish like a barbituate<BR>We can make you admit you bit<BR>A hectic thrill, connect with Will<BR>and we create with the kung-fu collective skill<BR>The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory<BR>It's another story while we be fightin for re-<BR>-demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need<BR>With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed<BR>Thinkin life is a party and it's a must to please<BR>But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please<BR>Choppin broccoli happily for your company<BR>Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth<BR>So stop now<BR>* Stop now, get original<BR>Just practice and master your flow</FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-75164959401416493002008-04-20T10:36:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.978-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[Wyclef]<BR></EM>Wyclef on guitar.. with the Black Eyed Peas<BR>Here go the rap song, they wanna sing it to y'all<BR><BR><I>[Chorus One]</I><BR>She like a rap song (she like a rap song)<BR>She like a rap song (she like a rap song)<BR>She like a rap song (she like a rap song)<BR>She like a rap song (she like a rap song)<BR><BR><I>[Verse One]</I><BR>You're like a hip-hop song y'know<BR>I wanna be your "Buddy" like De La Soul<BR>Let me "Rock +them+ Bells" like I'm LL<BR>I like you in a Kangol and Gazelles<BR>Here's a ticket come and see me on my "Planet Rock"<BR>Like the Daddy Kane, I can be your "Smooth Op'"<BR>But wait-uh every month you're the flavor<BR>I wanna get a scoop - lat-uh!<BR><BR><I>[Chorus Two]</I><BR>She like a rap song (she like a rap song)<BR>She like a rap song ..<BR>She make me clap (how's that) cause she a rap song<BR>She like a rap song<BR>She like a rap song (she like a rap song)<BR>She like a rap song ..<BR>She make me clap (how's that) cause she a rap song<BR>She like a rap song<BR><BR><I>[Verse Two]</I><BR>She was the, "Public Enemy #1"<BR>She was my, "Mona Lisa" when we first begun<BR>She got me, "Jump-in' Around" like Everlast<BR>Singin a, "Rap Life" with help from Tash<BR>She be my, metronome rhythm to my feet<BR>And when we, when we do it do it to the beat<BR>She like, "My Melody" done by Eric B., and Rakim<BR>cause she be rockin me steadily, yo<BR><BR><I>[Chorus Three]</I><BR>Yo, she got hips to hops<BR>and she ain't goin pop<BR>She like a record that I wanna rock<BR>when I'm rollin in my ride cruisin down my block<BR>Yo, and if she was a rap song<BR>She'd be "Bonita Applebum"<BR>And I wanna put you on<BR>I'm puttin you on, you're my favorite song<BR><BR><I>[Chorus Two]</I><BR><BR><I>[Verse Three]</I><BR>She makes me say 'ho' but she ain't a "HOE!!"<BR>She "Got it Made" with Special Ed (??) "HOE!!"<BR>Her bass is everlasting like Rodney O's<BR>She "Myself and I" comin from the +Soul+<BR>She like a beat that makes me wanna grab the mic<BR>She like the lyrics that I wanna recite<BR>She like the old school mic with the cable<BR>You can bring your records and I'll bring the turntable yo<BR><BR><I>[Chorus Three]</I><BR><BR><I>[Chorus Two]</I><BR><BR>She like a.. she like a.. <I>[repeat in background]</I><BR><BR><I>[Wyclef]</I><BR>Wyclef, Jerry Wonder<BR>with the Black Eyed Peas<BR>Don't hurt nobody man<BR>Takin over the universe, I told y'all<BR>Take me in, don't hurt nobody</FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-59529372245369150142008-04-20T10:35:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.980-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[Verse One]<BR></EM>I know I'm not the only one that's filling the void<BR>Creatively hip-hop is being destroyed<BR>A lot of rappers really need to be unemployed<BR>because the topics that them talk about has got me annoyed<BR>You see I heard it all before, there's no need to repeat it<BR>The forms I vacated, might as well delete it<BR>Put your program in and open a new file<BR>You shoulda took your record advance and bought a style<BR>We the only crew that came original<BR>while a lot of other brothers just mimic the pile<BR>The pile that's only designed for pop charts<BR>that contradicts thought, that's the reason we brought<BR>it back cause honestly it lacks<BR>talent and creativity, in fact<BR>these are symptoms to somethin that's wack<BR>And your system senseless to witness that<BR>So, baby if you wanna, we gon' speak on it<BR>We gon' tell the world why hip-hop is haunted<BR>Money is a drug and MC's is on it<BR>We gon' take it back to the days of Mantronix<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR>Yo *snap* we bringin it back<BR>Check it out cause we bringin it back<BR>All DJ crews that's cuttin, you bringin it back<BR>We bringin it back<BR>All b-boys breakin and bustin, bringin it back<BR>We bringin it back<BR>I'ma do the cabbage patch to solidify we bringin it back<BR>Black Eyed Peas straight bringin it back, check it out<BR><BR><I>[Verse Two]</I><BR>Y'all, your rhymes ain't ready, you dead like Kenny<BR>Approachin on the mic soundin hefty<BR>Ummmmmm, lustin for them pennies<BR>Far too many, MC's wanna praise they Bentley's<BR>Yo, we breakin it down with the art<BR>DJ and breakin up on the chart<BR>MC's pull out your mic, rip it apart<BR>Writers - hit up the wall, put up your mark and<BR>Set get ready, hold yourself steady<BR>Tryin to make a turn like Aunt Betty<BR>Sharp on the mic and slice like a machete<BR>Feelin the beat, real deep, down to my belly<BR>Back in the essence, rhyme with the reasons<BR>Too many MC lost the true meanin<BR>Hip-Hop, bringin it back with the feelin<BR>Y'all, we're bringin it back with the feelin<BR>So love me if you wanna, but I'ma speak on it<BR>I'ma tell the world why hip-hop is haunted<BR>Money is a drug and MC's is on it<BR>We gon' take it back to the days of Soulsonic<BR><BR><I>[Chorus w/ variations]</I><BR><BR><I>[Chorus Two]</I><BR>Yo, we bringin it back<BR>Check it out look we bringin it back<BR>All DJ's scratchin and cuttin, you bringin it back<BR>We bringin it back<BR>All b-girls breakin and bustin, you bringin it back<BR>We bringin it back<BR>I'ma do the running man to solidify we bringin it back<BR>Black Eyed Peas steady bringin it back, check it out<BR><BR>B-girls <I>[echoes]</I><BR>B-boys <I>[echoes]</I><BR>B-girls <I>[echoes]</I></FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-71460976939539147462008-04-20T10:30:00.000-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.980-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<BR>Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<BR><BR>A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- <I>[4x]</I><BR>Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- <I>[4x]</I><BR>A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- <I>[2x]</I><BR>Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- <I>[2x]</I><BR><BR>Yo, this is the way it's goin down<BR>We come in compound releasin double-rounds in hound<BR>Like Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match<BR>When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac<BR>'Cause I'ma rush ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure<BR>The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist<BR>We comin deadly y'all ever in<BR>And you'll be scared to pick the mic up again<BR>Lyrically you on the level of "Green, Eggs and Ham"<BR>Your best bet is fold 'cause I gots a bigger hand<BR>Plus I'm steppin like a monster so go-go and scram<BR>You ain't experienced, you lucky if you ride the ambulance<BR>'Cause when you dealin with fool Will is quite fatal<BR>Shape-shiftin rubbers like Play Dough<BR>Your rhymes are anal and we ain't got no time to play<BR>No games, put the mic down, boy, try not to say no<BR>More than rhymes 'cause you duplicate like Kinkos<BR>You're a carbon copy with the wrinkles<BR>You actin like a nigga that be rhymin in a Pringle commercial<BR>But you can wear it in rehearsal<BR><BR><I>[Chorus:]</I><BR><BR>No need to front, that's what it is<BR>I gotta get into you<BR>Oh, I gotta show you what it is<BR>Gotta get into you<BR><BR>Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas<BR>Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease<BR>And duplicator crew, we put em all on freeze<BR>Lock em in the cell, then throw away the keys<BR>Another lost identity in disease<BR>Entity with a so-called MC enemies<BR>Will decrease when I step into your sceneries<BR>Of course now you off course lost up in the source<BR>I'm running out of time, this no time for no scrimmage<BR>Aristorate the diamonds and replace it with the real image<BR>Picture that, I know where I'm at<BR>I know where I'm going and I'll be back<BR>With a stronger impact lyrics be intact<BR>Get you intoxicated when black attack<BR>With the full-force pressure, hard to measure<BR>On a rate, whack MC's won't prevail<BR>On a dream of makin dream braggin about infrared beams<BR>But it seems all they really pullin is pullin them schemes<BR>I take it back to the essense of hip-hop<BR>Never will I stop with my beat-box<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>Can you feel it<BR>Hmm, I gotta get into you<BR>Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is<BR>I wanna get into you<BR><BR>No need to front, that's what it is<BR>I gotta get into you<BR>No need to front, that's what it is<BR>I wanna get into you<BR><BR><I>[Repeat]</I></FONT><BR></DIV> <DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-76536083966652720352008-04-20T10:29:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.981-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[Chorus]<BR></EM>Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)<BR>Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)<BR>Coz I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)<BR>It feels good to my body-ah<BR>To my body, in my body-ah (can you feel it)<BR>Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)<BR>Coz I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)<BR>It feels good to my body-ah<BR><BR>We gonna make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all wanna jam<BR>Fellas in the place just clap your hands<BR>Ladies in the house just grab a man<BR>We gonna make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all wanna move<BR>Ladies in the place just show 'em proof<BR>Fellas in the house you know what to do<BR><BR>We gonna make y'all feel it in a special way<BR>A new van full of action and exposé<BR>Ladies in the house looking ready to play<BR>And I'm waiting for the right one to pass my way<BR>And in the mean time I'm about to roll up The Hague<BR>We got drinks on the table, tied up our lay<BR>And it's time to unwind if you've had a low day<BR>And ladies, I got something to say<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>We gonna make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all wanna jam<BR>Fellas in the place just clap your hands<BR>Ladies in the house just grab a man<BR>We gonna make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all feel it<BR>Make y'all wanna move<BR>Lades in the place just show 'em proof<BR>Fellas in the house you know what to do<BR><BR>Feel the vibration of the bass charm<BR>Put your face on the speaker, get your face blown<BR>Get up on the floor, get your dance on<BR>Coz your backbone's connected to your ass, go on<BR>The ladies all dressed up high fashion (hot!)<BR>Dancing all sexy with passion<BR>Honey, if you don't mind me asking<BR>Can you feel all that bass in that ass, hun?<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>This is it (this is it) gotta keep 'em moving<BR>Don't stop (don't stop) once you get moving<BR>Don't break (one break) next thing you know<BR>You on top (you on top) so hop to the rhythm<BR>That we stop (don't stop) get loose and express<BR>What you got (what you got) at least you gotta<BR>Give yourself a shot (a shot) hey never get 'em up<BR>And what you got?<BR><BR>Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?<BR>I can feel the hy-y-y-ype<BR>Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?<BR>I can feel the hy-y-y-ype<BR><BR><I>[Chorus]</I><BR><BR>To my body, to my body-ah<BR>To my body, to my body-ah</FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-16187934594084856592008-04-20T10:28:00.004-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.982-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana>What you gon' do with all that junk?<BR>All that junk inside your trunk?<BR>I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,<BR>Get you love drunk off my hump.<BR>My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,<BR>My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)<BR><BR>I drive these brothers crazy,<BR>I do it on the daily,<BR>They treat me really nicely,<BR>They buy me all these ices.<BR>Dolce &amp; Gabbana,<BR>Fendi and NaDonna<BR>Karan, they be sharin'<BR>All their money got me wearin' fly<BR>Brother I ain't askin,<BR>They say they love my ass 'n,<BR>Seven Jeans, True Religion's,<BR>I say no, but they keep givin'<BR>So I keep on takin'<BR>And no I ain't taken<BR>We can keep on datin'<BR>I keep on demonstrating.<BR><BR>My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)<BR>You love my lady lumps (love),<BR>My hump, my hump, my hump (love),<BR>My humps they got you,<BR><BR>She's got me spending.<BR>(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.<BR>She's got me spendin'.<BR>(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me<BR><BR>What you gon' do with all that junk?<BR>All that junk inside that trunk?<BR>I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,<BR>Get you love drunk off my hump.<BR>What you gon' do with all that ass?<BR>All that ass inside them jeans?<BR>I'm a make, make, make, make you scream<BR>Make you scream, make you scream.<BR>Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).<BR>My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)<BR><BR>I met a girl down at the disco.<BR>She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.<BR>I could be your baby, you can be my honey<BR>Let's spend time not money.<BR>I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,<BR>Milky, milky cocoa,<BR>Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.<BR><BR>They say I'm really sexy,<BR>The boys they wanna sex me.<BR>They always standing next to me,<BR>Always dancing next to me,<BR>Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.<BR>Lookin' at my lump, lump.<BR>You can look but you can't touch it,<BR>If you touch it I'ma start some drama,<BR>You don't want no drama,<BR>No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama<BR>So don't pull on my hand boy,<BR>You ain't my man, boy,<BR>I'm just tryn'a dance boy,<BR>And move my hump.<BR><BR>My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,<BR>My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.<BR>My lovely lady lumps (lumps)<BR>My lovely lady lumps (lumps)<BR>My lovely lady lumps (lumps)<BR>In the back and in the front (lumps)<BR>My lovin' got you,<BR><BR>She's got me spendin'.<BR>(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.<BR>She's got me spendin'.<BR>(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.<BR><BR>What you gon' do with all that junk?<BR>All that junk inside that trunk?<BR>I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,<BR>Get you love drunk off my hump.<BR>What you gon' do with all that ass?<BR>All that ass inside them jeans?<BR>I'ma make, make, make, make you scream<BR>Make you scream, make you scream.<BR>What you gon' do with all that junk?<BR>All that junk inside that trunk?<BR>I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,<BR>Get you love drunk off this hump.<BR>What you gon' do wit all that breast?<BR>All that breast inside that shirt?<BR>I'ma make, make, make, make you work<BR>Make you work, work, make you work.<BR><BR>(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) <I>[x4]</I><BR><BR>She's got me spendin'.<BR>(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me<BR>She's got me spendin'.<BR>(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.<BR><BR><I>[Will.i.am]</I><BR>So real <I>[x17]</I></FONT><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-105264793040486452008-04-20T10:28:00.003-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.985-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Arial><FONT face=Verdana><EM>[WILL]<BR></EM>Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry<BR>Hey, baby my nose is getting big<BR>I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs<BR>Now you say your trust's getting weaker<BR>Probably coz my lies just started getting deeper<BR>And the reason for my confession is that I learn my lesson<BR>And I really think you ought to know the truth<BR>Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more<BR>But after I did it I don't know what I did it for<BR>I admit that I have been a little immature<BR>Fucking with your heart like I was the predator<BR>In my book of lies I was the editor<BR>And the author<BR>I forged my signature<BR>And now I apologise for what I did to you<BR>Cos what you did to me I did to you<BR><BR><I>[FERGIE]</I><BR>No,no, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie<BR>No, no, no, no, yeah, you know, know, know, know, you gotta try<BR>What you gonna do when it all comes out<BR>When I really see you &amp; what you're all about<BR><BR>No, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie<BR>Yeah, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you gotta try<BR><BR><I>[APL]</I><BR>She said I'm leaving<BR>Cos she can't take the pain<BR>It's hard to continue this love it ain't the same<BR>Can't forget the things that I've done inside her brain<BR>Too many lies committed too many games<BR>She feeling like a fool getting on the last train<BR>Trying to maintain but the feeling won't change<BR>I'm sorry for the things that I've done and what I became<BR>Caught up in living my life in the fast lane<BR>Blinded by lights, cameras, you know the fame<BR>I don't know the reason why I did these things<BR><BR><I>[APL and FERGIE]</I><BR>And I lie and I lie and I lie and I lie<BR>And now our emotions are drained<BR>Cos I lie and I lie and a little lie lie<BR>And now your emotions are drained<BR><BR><I>[FERGIE]</I><BR>No, no, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie (no, don't you lie)<BR>No, no, no, no, yeah, you know, know, know, know, you gotta try (got to try, got to try)<BR>What you gonna do when it all comes out (what you gonna do baby)<BR>When I really see you &amp; what you're all about<BR>Nonono babe, no, no, no, no don't lie<BR>Because you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, gotta try<BR><BR>Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh<BR>Ba da ba da ba da ba da badabada<BR><BR><I>[TABOO]</I><BR>Yo, I'm lying to my girl<BR>Even though I love her<BR>And she all in my world<BR>I give her all my attention and diamonds &amp; pearls<BR>She's the one who makes me feel on top of the world<BR>Still I lie to my girl, I do it<BR><BR><I>[APL and FERGIE]</I><BR>And I lie and I lie and I lie till there's no turning back<BR>I don't know why, (and I lie and I lie till I don't know who I am)</FONT><BR><BR></DIV></FONT>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-90094255374178723202008-04-20T10:28:00.001-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.986-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart <BR>(Yeah) <BR>No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart <BR><BR>I wonder if I take you home<BR>Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) <BR>I wonder if I take you home<BR>Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) <BR><BR>Girl, you know you got me, got me <BR>With your pistol shot me, shot me <BR>And I'm here helplessly <BR>In love and nothing can stop me <BR>You can't stop me cause once I start it <BR>Can't return me cause once you bought it <BR>I'm coming baby, don't got it (don't make me wait) <BR>So let's be about it <BR><BR>No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart <BR><BR>Baby, have some trustin', trustin'<BR>When I come in lustin', lustin'<BR>Cause I bring you that comfort <BR>I ain't only here cause I want ya body <BR>I want your mind too <BR>Interestin's what I find you <BR>And I'm interested in the long haul <BR>Come on girl (yee-haw) <BR><BR>(come on) <BR><BR>I wonder if I take you home<BR>Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) <BR>I wonder if I take you home <BR>Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) <BR><BR>No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart <BR><BR>Girl, you had me, once you kissed me <BR>My love for you is not iffy <BR>I always want you with me <BR>I'll play Bobby and you'll play Whitney<BR>If you smoke, I'll smoke too <BR>That's how much I'm in love with you <BR>Crazy is what crazy do <BR>Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool <BR><BR>No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart <BR><BR>Why are you so insecure <BR>When you got passion and love her<BR>You always claimin' I'm a cheater <BR>Think I'd up and go leave ya <BR>For another señorita <BR>You forgot that I need ya <BR>You must've caught amnesia <BR>That's why you don't believe <BR><BR>(uh, yeah, check it out) <BR><BR>Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby <BR>Cause you know you got me by a string, baby <BR>Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby <BR>Cause you know you got me by a string, baby <BR><BR>Baby girl, you make me feel<BR>You know you make me feel so real<BR>I love you more than sex appeal <BR>(Cause you're) <BR>That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl <I>[5x]</I> <BR><BR><I>[overlapping]</I><BR>No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart <I>[2x]</I><BR>That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl <I>[2x]</I> <BR><BR>I wonder if I take you home<BR>Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) <I>[4x]</I><BR><BR>Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby<BR>Cause you know you got me by a string, baby <BR>Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby<BR>Cause you know you got me by a string, baby</FONT></DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263236047916343135.post-37188642259176339632008-04-20T10:27:00.003-05:002008-04-20T10:50:29.987-05:00<DIV align=center><FONT face=Verdana>Ha ha ha<BR>Pump it<BR>Ha ha ha<BR>And pump it (louder) <I>[4x]</I><BR><BR>Turn up the radio<BR>Blast your stereo<BR>Right<BR><BR>Niggas wanna hate on us (who)<BR>Niggas be envious (who)<BR>And I know why they hatin' on us (why)<BR>Cause that's so fabulous (what)<BR>I'ma be real on us (c'mon)<BR>Nobody got nuttin' on us (no)<BR>Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)<BR><BR>We rockin' it (contagious), monkey business (outrageous)<BR>Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit<BR><BR>F-R-E-S-H We (fresh)<BR>D-E-F, that's right we def (rock)<BR>We definite B-E-P, we reppin' it<BR>So, turn it up (turn it up) <I>[3x]</I><BR>C'mon baby, just<BR><BR>Pump it (louder) <I>[6x]</I><BR><BR>And say, oh oh oh oh<BR>Say, oh oh oh oh<BR>Yo, yo<BR><BR>Turn up the radio<BR>Blast your stereo<BR>Right now<BR>This joint is fizzlin'<BR>It's sizzlin'<BR>Right<BR><BR>(Yo, check this out right here)<BR>Dude wanna hate on us (dude)<BR>Dude need'a ease on up (dude)<BR>Dude wanna act on up<BR>But dude get shut like flavor shut (down)<BR>Chicks say, she ain't down<BR>But chick backstage when we in town (ha)<BR>She like man on drunk (fool)<BR>She wanna hit n' run (errr)<BR>Yeah, that's the speed<BR>That's what we do<BR>That's who we be<BR>B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S<BR>When we play you shake your ass<BR>Shake it, shake it, shake it girl<BR>Make sure you don't break it, girl<BR>Cause we gonna<BR><BR>Turn it up (turn it up) <I>[3x]</I><BR>C'mon baby, just<BR>Pump it (louder) <I>[6x]</I><BR><BR>And say, oh oh oh oh<BR>Say, oh oh oh oh<BR>Yo, yo<BR>Turn up the radio<BR>Blast your stereo<BR>Right now<BR>This joint is fizzlin'<BR>It's sizzlin'<BR>Right<BR><BR>Damn (damn) <I>[5x]</I><BR><BR>Wow<BR><BR>Apl. de ap. from Philippines<BR>Live and direct, rocking this scene<BR>Breaking on down for the B-boys<BR>And B-girls waiting to do their thing<BR>Pump it, louder come on<BR>Don't stop, and keep it goin'<BR>Do it, lets get it on<BR>Move it!<BR><BR>Come on, baby, do it<BR><BR>La-da-di-dup-dup die dy<BR>On the stereo<BR>Let those speakers blow your mind<BR>(Blow my mind, baby)<BR>To let it go, let it go<BR>Here we go<BR>La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there)<BR>On the radio<BR>The system is gonna feel so fine<BR><BR>Pump it (louder) <I>[6x]</I><BR><BR>And say, oh oh oh oh<BR>Say, oh oh oh oh<BR>Yo, yo<BR>Turn up the radio<BR>Blast your stereo<BR>Right now<BR>This joint is fizzlin'<BR>It's sizzlin'<BR>Right</FONT></DIV>matio08http://www.blogger.com/profile/17244298178205238803noreply@blogger.com0