| I’m hard to handle like bikes with no bars
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| We excite stores that got dykes leaving doors
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| Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well
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| Left them breathless now they’re waiting to exhale
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| Waiting to exhale with some competition
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| So come in and test well
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| The next one gets hung and chip of a chisel
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| I’m making chicks’nipples sizzle
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| There’s no question to the way I rip the riddle
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| I’m awesome, I bring on monsoon when I bloom and blossom
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| And run over niggas like opossums
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| froze on the road with my bike on they cornea
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| Man I’m warning ya, look, the Black Eyed Peas is formin up Ring around your throat that’s made up of razor blades
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| Put the slice and let nice and easy humble days
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| On out, over, well known Casanova
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| Can I put on an army, quick to take it over
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| Nine on my niggas, count all my figures
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| Money on the street went entertainment
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| Nowadays brothers are getting paid doing nothing
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| Reciting the same line with the lame rhymes
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| frontin rappers actin like their pops’was Orville Redenbacher
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| They quick to go pop
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| But when it’s time to fiend for the green they flop
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| We do it from the heart like blood
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| create rhymes that flood, and blow up like the Scud, Miss-ILE!
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| Miss out (Ha)
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| You can bop your head like this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head like this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| Now check it out like
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| La-la-la-la-la…
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| La-la-la-la-la…
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| My? |
| probation? |
| over tracks smacks like no other disciples
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| Riddle the action of satisfaction brought to you be APL
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| Alligator now, 'bout to take you on a lyrical voyage
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| And bend your sure form I would sat-urated fat
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| The Alligat is on the move
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| I rhyme to be exact, not exactly on the groove
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| Several? |
| wopplers? |
| kinetic
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| My beat’s energetic when reseted
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| You wonder why, we put our friend who? |
| Caligetic?
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| So check out the fiery, I’m livin not misery
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| Supply you with remedies for all these sick whack MC’s
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| That this is song lurks now, time to go to work
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| To senegrate the ignorant, or shall I say the jerk
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| Time to contradict now, dig deep to the core
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| All I sick can be, but I still rip it raw
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| With the composition, with the position on steady
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| I’m ready for the mission of freestylin acting shitty
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| Converse you with the energy enemy I focus on ya Every styles you make I will take and break in front of ya Irratic gets your presence you’ve been replaced by my essence
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| The sunshine survive, 'cause that’s what we produce
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| Refuse to (?) ability I use
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| To bruise up your brain with lyrics
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| (Ungh, ungh, ahh, uh, aarggh, ah, ahh, uhh)
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| You can bop your head like this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head like this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| Now check it out like
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| La-la-la-la-la…
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| La-la-la-la-la…
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| This is who we is a 3-D, can he get back from where we enter
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| Lovely entertainment’s what we enter
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| Feel the force, where we enter like Splinter
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| Black Eyed Peas be the fools that’ll injure
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| Whole career and your body will be injured
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| Get dealt quick, and I got one for, uh How you like me now
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| W-I double L rippin up a style
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| That’s cool and calm, we droppin a bomb
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| And you can nod your head to the rhythm where we are
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| Some whole new (uh) that’s well improved
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| When I’m over 'cause you know I’ma relax in a rule
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| That soothes your body, really really hardcore
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| Double-double Ta-ta for a while or for raw
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| Tap-a-tap a skill, it’s the whip appeal then
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| APL-APL coming-coming in with (?)
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| Let’s rock this set exceed to terminate
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| Time to eliminate the whack that you create
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| Arm atticulate, when I circulate over tracks
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| Let me get down and just relax
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| We gettin down y’all
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| We gettin down y’all
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| We gettin down like this
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| We gettin down y’all
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| We gettin down
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| Like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
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| You can bop your head to this (Ha)
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| I check it out like |