What Is It Lyrics - Singles - Black Eyed Peas

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

A freaky-dicky yo all the time baby ... 

Uh, how you feelin y'all I'm feelin' fine ... 

A freaky-dicky yo all the time baby ... 

Uh, how you feelin y'all I'm feelin' fine ... 

Yo, this is the way it's goin down 

We come in compound releasin double-rounds in hound 

Like? Senses? you defend techniques and on match 

When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac 

'Cause I'm a rush ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure 

The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist 

We comin deadly y'all ever in 

And you'll be scared to pick the mic up again 

Lyrically you on the level of "Green Eggs and Ham" 

Your best bet is fold 'cause I gots a bigger hand 

Plus I'm steppin like a monster so go-go and scram 

You ain't experienced, you lucky if you ride the ambulance 

'Cause when you dealin' with fool Will is quite fatal 

Shape-shiftin rubbers like Play Dough 

Your rhymes are anal and we got time to play 

No games, put the mic down, boy, try not to say no 

More than rhymes 'cause you duplicate like Kinkos 

You're a carbon copy with the wrinkles 

You act a fed-a nigga that be rhymin in a Pringle commercial 

But you can wear it in rehearsal 

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No need to front, that's what it is 

I gotta get into you 

Oh, I gotta show you what it is 

Gotta get into you 

Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas 

Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease 

And duplicator crew, we put em all on freeze 

Lock em in the cell, then throw away the keys 

Another lost identity in disease 

Entity with a so-called MC enemies 

Will decrease when I step into your sceneries 

Of course now you off course lost up in the source 

I'm running out of time, this no time for no scrimmage 

Aristorate the diamonds and replace it with the real image 

Picture that, I know where I'm at 

I know where I'm going and I'll be back 

With a stronger impact lyrics be intact 

Get you intoxicated when black attack 

With the full-force pressure, hard to measure 

On a rape, whack MC's won't prevail 

On a dream of makin dream braggin about infrared beams 

But it seems all they really pullin' is pullin' them schemes 

I take it back to the essense of hip-hop 

Never will I stop with my beat-box 

No need to front, that's what it is 

I gotta get into you 

Oh, I gotta show you what it is 

Gotta get into you 

Can you feel it 

Hmm, I gotta get into you 

Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is 

I wanna get into you 

No need to front, that's what it is 

I gotta get into you 

No need to front, that's what it is 

I wanna get into you. 

(Repeat)