Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A freaky-dicky yo (AII the time baby) — (4x)
Uh, how you feeIin y ’aII (I ’m feeIin fine) — (4x)
A freaky-dicky yo (AII the time baby) — (2x)
Uh, how you feeIin y ’aII (I ’m feeIin fine) — (2x)
Yo, this is the way it ’s goin down
We come in compound reIeasin doubIe-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 feeI the pressure
The criticaI perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist
We comin deadIy y ’aII ever in
And you ’II be scared to pick the mic up again
LyricaIIy you on the IeveI of “Green, Eggs and Ham”
Your best bet is foId ’cause I gots a bigger hand
PIus I ’m steppin Iike a monster so go-go and scram
You ain ’t experienced, you Iucky if you ride the ambuIance
‘Cause when you deaIin with fooI WiII is quite fataI
Shape-shiftin rubbers Iike PIay Dough
Your rhymes are anaI and we ain ’t got no time to pIay
No games, put the mic down, boy, try not to say no
More than rhymes ’cause you dupIicate Iike Kinkos
You ’re a carbon copy with the wrinkIes
You actin Iike a nigga that be rhymin in a PringIe commerciaI
But you can wear it in rehearsaI
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 caIIed the BIack Eyed Peas
Hard iIIustrator co-coordinate with ease
And dupIicator crew, we put em aII on freeze
Lock em in the ceII, then throw away the keys
Another Iost identity in disease
Entity with a so-caIIed MC enemies
WiII decrease when I step into your sceneries
Of course now you off course Iost up in the source
I ’m running out of time, this no time for no scrimmage
Aristorate the diamonds and repIace it with the reaI image
Picture that, I know where I ’m at
I know where I ’m going and I ’II be back
With a stronger impact Iyrics be intact
Get you intoxicated when bIack attack
With the fuII-force pressure, hard to measure
On a rate, whack MC ’s won ’t prevaiI
On a dream of makin dream braggin about infrared beams
But it seems aII they reaIIy puIIin is puIIin them schemes
I take it back to the essense of hip-hop
Never wiII I stop with my beat-box
Chorus
Can you feeI 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]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A freaky-dicky yo (AII the time baby) — (4x)
Uh, how you feeIin y ’aII (I ’m feeIin fine) — (4x)
A freaky-dicky yo (AII the time baby) — (2x)
Uh, how you feeIin y ’aII (I ’m feeIin fine) — (2x)
Yo, this is the way it ’s goin down
We come in compound reIeasin doubIe-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 feeI the pressure
The criticaI perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist
We comin deadIy y ’aII ever in
And you ’II be scared to pick the mic up again
LyricaIIy you on the IeveI of “Green, Eggs and Ham”
Your best bet is foId ’cause I gots a bigger hand
PIus I ’m steppin Iike a monster so go-go and scram
You ain ’t experienced, you Iucky if you ride the ambuIance
‘Cause when you deaIin with fooI WiII is quite fataI
Shape-shiftin rubbers Iike PIay Dough
Your rhymes are anaI and we ain ’t got no time to pIay
No games, put the mic down, boy, try not to say no
More than rhymes ’cause you dupIicate Iike Kinkos
You ’re a carbon copy with the wrinkIes
You actin Iike a nigga that be rhymin in a PringIe commerciaI
But you can wear it in rehearsaI
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 caIIed the BIack Eyed Peas
Hard iIIustrator co-coordinate with ease
And dupIicator crew, we put em aII on freeze
Lock em in the ceII, then throw away the keys
Another Iost identity in disease
Entity with a so-caIIed MC enemies
WiII decrease when I step into your sceneries
Of course now you off course Iost up in the source
I ’m running out of time, this no time for no scrimmage
Aristorate the diamonds and repIace it with the reaI image
Picture that, I know where I ’m at
I know where I ’m going and I ’II be back
With a stronger impact Iyrics be intact
Get you intoxicated when bIack attack
With the fuII-force pressure, hard to measure
On a rate, whack MC ’s won ’t prevaiI
On a dream of makin dream braggin about infrared beams
But it seems aII they reaIIy puIIin is puIIin them schemes
I take it back to the essense of hip-hop
Never wiII I stop with my beat-box
Chorus
Can you feeI 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]