Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Audio Delite at Low Fidelity, artist - Black Eyed Peas. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Audio Delite at Low Fidelity |
| Ever since I was a little young-a |
| I always had a ryhme that I flung-a |
| Any situation that you brung up |
| Black Eyed Peas will shake a party like thunda |
| 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 |
| Muthaf**** don’t sit and ponder |
| Cuz we come with no bloops no blunders |
| We keep it fat like Atilla the Hun-a |
| Latin ladies by like ay Corumba |
| We caliente like you killin' in the summer |
| We gave you something' |
| Now you gonna ask for some more |
| But naw brutha you ain’t gonna get no more |
| And I know you really like |
| This audio delite |
| Cuz my drum goes dum diddy dum-a |
| Check it out |
| One-time-for-ya-mind |
| Two’s for your souuuullll |
| Three’s for your body |
| And four’s for the ambience |
| Check it out cuz this is how it go |
| I’m sick with the rhyme |
| I’m infected |
| Since '95 the BEP perfected |
| The way we get down on the record |
| We comin' up with heat that’s not expected |
| You can’t, you can’t, you can’t help but check it |
| We stand out like chubby people in checkers |
| We comin' hectic and hyper |
| Aimin' like a sniper |
| And when I rock the mic you’ll respect me |
| You respect it cuz you know |
| I’m known to kill it |
| I make it, make it, make it, make it |
| Hotter than a skillet |
| And you oughta know you goin' feel it |
| Black Eyed Peas we do it we’re the realest |
| My faith will never fall |
| Forever remain myself after all |
| Gainin' fame, mass appeal, entertainin' y’all |
| Never change or conform |
| We always rock it raw |
| I remember when we used to bust at the mall |
| Ways of expressin' my love for the art |
| Now we here to restore these rap laws |
| Cuz the way it is now is not the way I saw so check it |
| I’ma do it like this |
| So y’all could recite this |
| Hip hop anthem once more |
| I won’t let the mic rest |
| You won’t catch me rhyme-less |
| No matter what the future got in store |