What It Is lyrics

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BLACK EYED PEAS lyrics : "What It Is"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- [4x]
Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- [4x]
A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- [2x]

Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- [2x]

Yo, this is the way it's goin down

We come in compound releasin double-rounds in hound
Like Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match
When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac

'Cause I'ma 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 ain't got no 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 actin like a ^!$$% that be rhymin in a Pringle commercial

But you can wear it in rehearsal

[Chorus:]


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 rate, 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


[Chorus]

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]

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Writer(s): William Roberts, Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Ira Gershwin, Ashley William Slater, George Gershwin, Trevor Smith
Copyright: Chappell & Co. Inc., Sony/ATV Melody, Ira Gershwin Music, Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Sony/ATV Songs LLC, George Gershwin Music, 4 Blunts Lit At Once, Tziah Music, Chaserayn Music Publishing LLC, Polygram Music Publishing Ltd. Gb, Emi April Music Inc.
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