Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What’s going on with my rap pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within your body and your spirit
When you listen to the rhythm [come on]
It’s the abstract Wil is on the beat
Women all around the globe, the world
You got to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be mindful of the speakers please
Coz they gonna rumble and shake the ground
Break addles breakin sound
Fill the embraceful pound
Treat all the things profound
If you wanna dude to help you out
Make it cool around your friends without smoking now
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out
And you could work it out, yeah you could work it out
It’s like that, and a
[Chorus]
And we got it like that [like that]
You know we got it like that [like that]
Y’all we got it like that [like that]
It’s like that, like that [like that]
Y’all we got it like that [like that]
You know we got it like that [like that]
Yeah we got it like that [like that]
It’s like that coz I got it like that
And I got it like that also
Got a style that’s way out like Bosto
You know I’m known to cook a nigga like charcoal
Steady droppin’ rounds like it’s heavy cargo
[Can I kick it?] Yup, really far though
From El Segundo to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I’d never say who unless my name was Tonto
Yup, you know how the date rape go
Kobe showed we a classic example
Now they know the Peas collect the dough
So they knocking on our door like we was Fargo
Yup, they see me in a Will.
I.
Am suit
But I wasn’t that cute when I didn’t have the loot
And I don’t smoke birds but I’m still real nice with the verse
So fuck (hey!) what you heard
Coz we got it like that
Talib, just hit ’em like that
I’m from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like the white rat
I need a shot of Remy like my rap
It’s like the yack is the fights that got me spillin’ on the right track
And I like this Will so I might get ill
On the mikes somebody might get killed
So many damn rappers there’s a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust its the stuff of legend
When this Brooklyn MC come after you
You be running like a herd of Caribou down Myrtle Avenue
Where we ain’t nothin pretty that’s the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth
Stare into the Sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get used to the light because you gotta watch me
Sneak up on you like saki
My lyrics get out of a split atom like Hiroshima and Nagasaki
It’s the Apl.
De.
Ap in the lab with the rap
Demonstrate how we act, we attack any track
It’s the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts
Start with the fat skills that rose in the past
We got it like how you know how to beast rocks
Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot
The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye
Making you naha ehshabisha e mat
Tss tsss tsss, I’ma roll with the hot
I’ma flow from the soul when you can’t hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track
I’ma simply simply always attach
Jeepney Music by Apl.
De.
Ap
From L.
A to Philippines we bridging the gap
We got it like that you know we got it like that
Like… we got it like that y’all
It’s like that and a…
It’s like that and a…
…
My man Q-Tip in the house
Cee-lo you know he’s in the house
My man John Legend’s in the house
Talib Kweli will work it out
My man Apl.
De is in the house
Will.
I.
Am is definitely in the house
Fergie Ferg is in the house
Whadup to De La, shout ’em out
Drew hip-hop music now
Positive vibes, no doubt
My man Phife Dawg is in the house
My man Shaheed’s in the house
Taboo, You know I’m in the house
Black Eyed Peas represent signin’ out [3x]
It’s like that da-da…
