Audio Delite At Low Fidelity

Lyrics

Ever since I was a little younger I always had a rhyme that I flung up In any situation that you brung up Black Eyed Peas would shake a party like thunder 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 bop Motherfuckers, dont sit and ponder 'Cause we come with no blutes, no blunders We keep it fat like Attila the Honda Latin ladies be like Ay Karumba We caliente like you chilling in the summer We gave you some, now you gonna ask for some more But no, brother you aint gonna get no more And I know you really like this audio delite 'Cause my drum goes, Dum Diddy-Dumma Check it out, one time, for your mind Twos for your soul Threes for your body, and fours for the ambiance Check it out 'cause this is how it go Im sick with the rhyme, Im infected Since 95 the BEPs perfected The way we get down on the record We coming up, we heat, thats not expected You cant, you cant, you cant help but check it We stand out like chubby people in checkers Were coming hectic and hyper, aiming like a sniper And when I rock the mike yall respect it You respect it 'cause you know Im known to kill it I make you make you make you hotter than the skillet Yeah, and I know you gonna feel it Black Eyed Peas, we the r- we the realest We gave you some, now you gonna ask for some more But no, brother you aint gonna get no more And I know you really like this audio delite 'Cause my drum goes, Dum Diddy-Dumma Check it out, one time, for your mind Twos for your soul Threes for your body, and fours for the ambiance Check it out 'cause this is how it go My faithful never fall For ever remain myself after all Gaining fame, thats the deal, entertaining yall Never change or conform, we always rock n roll I remember when we used to bust at the mall Ways of expressing my love for the art Now we here to restore these rap laws 'Cause the way it is nows not the way I saw So check it Ima do it like this So yall can recite this Hip-hop anthem once more I wont let the mike rest No you wont catch me rhymeless No matter what the future got in store We gave you some, now you gonna ask for some more But no, brother you aint gonna get no more And I know you really like this audio delight 'Cause my drum goes Dum diddy-dumma Check it out, one time, for your mind Twos for your soul Threes for your body, and fours for the ambiance Check it out 'cause this is how it go, yo One time Twos for your soul Threes, fours Check it