Ba Bumb

[Will.i.am]
Yea (woo)
Uh (woo)
the shit (woo)
ya
Hey
This is the beat that make you shake your rump
That make your booty go ba-bump, ba-bump
It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)

Yea, just do what you want
Up in the club just do what you want
Get into it baby, get off your stump
Girlies on the dance floor wiggle your fronts
We got rhymes that always triumph
This is the beat that make ya bump ya bump
Shake your rump rump shaky shake your rump

Its that beat that make ya bump ya bump

And only gettin’ little booties little bit of hump (thanks)
And if you got boobies baby keep em all plump
And if you got blunts s-smoke em if you want
Got a 6 - 4 get pump it in your trunk
Cuz we got biz that been boomin like (ohh)

Yea nigga don’t frunt
Cuz this beat got you running just like uh
(run forest)

Bump ya bump

And if you got money fellas keep it like Trump
Fellas, huh
Whip out your money
and go get a Honey
and buy what she want
Take her to the ball and try to get her drunk
But if the girl’s UGLY
Then get drunk

This that beat that make ya get crunk
It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)
I’ll give you what ya want

(Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh)
B to the U to the M to the P
That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need
B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh)
I’ll give you what you want

I come with rhymes that are dangerous like stunts (yea)
Keep the girls screaming just like trumpets (yea)
Keep the hits from smashing like pumpkins
Get ya drunk like it’s too, too much consumption (ohh)
Throw the assume, there’s no room for assumption
We the crew that keep the funk just funking
The bump just ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bumping (ohh)

We give ya what you want
Some that thing lil some one of
Just like your mamma nigga this beats Chunky
Look imma be real blunt
We punch up cops, no, we don’t get punk’d
Never stagged near the dragon, keep it on jump (ohh)
If you’re askin’ it’s the year of the Monkey
So ba bump ba bump (ohh)

[Fergie]
Do what you want
(Up in the club just do what you want)
Give it to me baby, yea, get off your stump
Brothers on the floor just wiggle your front
Cuz we got rhymes that always triumph, huh
Got blunts s-smoke em if you want
This that beat that make ya, you know the rest

[Will.i.am]
It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)

[Fergie]
I’ll give ya what you want, come on

[Will.i.am]
(Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh)
B to the U to the M to the P
That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need
B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh)

This is bumping, bumping, (oh) bumping, bumping
When it’s bumping in your trunk, it takes over me
(This is bumping, bumping) and this is real (bumping, bumping)
cuz I feel
the ba-bump bump ba-bump
This is bumping, bumping, (Oh) bumping, bumping
When the base ba-bumps, ba-bumps it takes over me
(This is bumping, bumping) you know I feel (bumping, bumping)
so unreal
ba-da bump bump da-bump

Ben Your Back

Bend your back like that [5x]
Get up, lil crazy like that
Bend your back like that [2x]

I should bring on the form of retro back track just like a punk flunks (

)
A zig-a-za,w zig-a-zaw, zig-a-zaw
You feel me now, feel me now, feel me now
Pulsating move the boom-bip orthodox hip-hop we move the new shit
I sing y’a sound, sing y’a sound, sing y’a sound
So hear me now, hear me now, hear me now

[Chorus]
Break it down to the bone
Give it to me ’till it’s gone
Ain’t nothing wrong, it’s ok
You make me feel that special way
Coz this DJ, he gets down
Mixing records (?)
Round and round and away we go (o-ooo) (we got it)
If you going crazy we know the way to go (o-ooo) (we got it)
Everybody if you ready lemme hear you now (o-ooo) (you got it)
Bend your back like that
Get up, lil crazy like that
Bend your back like that [2x]

Ready on the steady state
Navigate to stimulate
Never let on production
Elevate your destruction
Function with the verso now
Skip (?) 50 sounds
(?) to the top
Get the bottle I’ma hop
Bigger than your (?)
Heart is beating now faster
Master of ceremony
When they try to H.O.E (

)
O to the I to the I to the G (

)
I to the N to the allergy (

)
If it gets (?) you say its originality

[Chorus]

Jump back jump inside B.E.P music
Shake what your momma gave you through the music
If you abuse it we’ll stop the music
If this the bomb no need to diffuse it
Let us demonstrate the real co-ordination
When we improvise get you timing sensation
(??) motivation
Musically we in touch with our creation.

Disco Club

la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la uhhh
la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la uhhh
[Chorus]
If the lady’s in the disco club
I’ll freak you in the disco club
And dancing in the disco club
And shaking in the disco club
If you take me to the disco club

Yeah, I’m trying to party on out
Step to the disco can’t work it out
Let’s get go and this party started now
Parties and getting naughty is what I’m all about
So many girlies in the house
With slanging ass bodies and perty ass mouths
After the club we’re going straight to my house
[I got to, go to] Gotta get you on my couch
I rock steady, no doubt
You ask for some of us so I let you turn it out
Don’t give me gomma baby, baby don’t pout
I don’t want a baby, momma, don’t want a spouse

[Chorus 2x]

I like the way that you move [move]
Don’t hold back, baby, do what you do [don’t make me]
You make a nigga go ooh [ooh]
How the hell a woman get as fine as you [so fine]
I’m trying to holler at you [you]
First time I see ya’ I was like ‘hallelujah’ [hallelujah!]
Turn around, let me view ya’
[Got to, got to, got to] Damn I wanna do ya’ [oh!]
Baby let’s get into it [into it]
Make moves like me and you was intimate [intimate]
[Sexy] Let’s pretend that this beat is a hot beat blown with intimate
[Hotness] Sex with clothes on
Dancing on the dance floor, getting my bulge on
[Rising] And I got a Trojan
Just in case we get it, get it going on

[Chorus]

Coz the ladies in the disco club ain’t the ones to be falling in love with
If you go to the disco club protect yourself and don’t fall in love
The ladies in the disco club ain’t the ones to be falling in love with [2x]

Playa listen, yeah, I’m a Miss and I go to clubs and I sip on Cresson
That don’t mean I’m like the rest of them tricks
In the party getting naughty, chasing money and dicks and
No, you got me all wrong brother
No, I’m a woman that’s strong brother
Yeah, it ain’t nothing wrong with a woman in the club getting freaky to the song

Monday at the disco club
Tuesday at the disco club
Wednesday at the disco club
Thursday at the disco club
Friday at the disco club
Saturday at the disco club
Sunday at the disco club
Every day’s the disco club
See us at the disco club
See you at the disco club

We gonna break it on down
Rub it on your belly like a ultrasound
Shake it like a jelly and move around
Really wanna see y’all flaunt your style
Get wild, baby, get a little crazy
Don’t hesitate, won’t take no/maybe
[Move] not like an eviction
But me and you baby all cause friction
Hmm, as my eyed undress you
Just wanna let you know there’s no pressure
Body conversation, they both want pleasure
But your girl cock-blocked and won’t let you
Hmm, what you gonna do now
Bounce, rock, shake and we can all while out
Let it all flow like a river now
Check me, check me, check ch-check me on out

If the ladies in the disco club
Are freaking in the disco club
And dancing in the disco club
And shaking in the disco club
If you take me to the disco club

[Chorus]

Dum Diddly

You know the music make me jump and prance
The BEPs we keep you rocking on the dance
Give them the music, make them jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley

You know the music make me jump and prance
The BEPs we keep you rocking on the dance
Pass it, pass it, jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley

Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums
The room shock sound like someone gunned
(Blup! Blup!) There go your ear drum
So raise the volume to the maximum
Base booming bout to make your body feel numb
Pulsation probably penetrate your skeleton
This little diddley definitely demonstrates some
Dum diddley dum so dance to the drums

[Chorus]
Don’t hurt yourself, take it easy
There’s no better time than right now
So let yourself go, o-eh-o
Watch yourself now, her comes the sound
[2x]
You know the music make me jump and prance
The BEPs we keep you rocking on the dance
Give them the music, make them jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
You know the music make me jump and prance
The BEPs we keep you rocking on the dance
Pass it, pass it, jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley

Freeze: music please
Apparently we the true MC’s
B-Boys no decoys you know the sting
BEPs till infinity
And we officially also fresh the scene
So tell me if you see a crew that officially
Hit the whole globe simultaneously
Hit after hit, check out my melody

[Chorus]

Sim sim sim, blum blum blum
The Black Eyed Peas begun with action
Repeating rhy-rhythm in satisfaction
No need for asking, that’s what’s happening
The blip blip blip, the blah blah blau
If you didn’t know me then then you’ll never know me now
This the Apl.De.Ap, the Filipino Ap
If you don’t know my style then let me show you how

[Chorus]

Feel It

Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
[Chorus]
Can you feel it in your body-ah [can you feel it]
Can you feel it in your body-ah [can you feel it]
Coz I can feel it in my body-ah [I can feel it]
It feels good to my body-ah
To my body, in my body-ah [can you feel it]
Can you feel it in your body-ah [can you feel it]
Coz I can feel it in my body-ah [I can feel it]
It feels good to my body-ah

We gonna make y’all feel it
Make y’all feel it
Make y’all wanna jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y’all feel it
Make y’all feel it
Make y’all wanna move
Lades in the place just show ’em proof
Fellas in the house you know what to do

We gonna make y’all feel it in a special way
A new (?) full of action and exposé
Ladies in the house looking ready to play
And I’m waiting for the right one to pass my way
And in the mean time I’m about to roll up The Hague
We got drinks on the table, tied up our lay
And it’s time to unwind if you’ve had a low day
And ladies, I got something to say

[Chorus]

We gonna make y’all feel it
Make y’all feel it
Make y’all wanna jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y’all feel it
Make y’all feel it
Make y’all wanna move
Lades in the place just show ’em proof
Fellas in the house you know what to do

Feel the vibration of the bass charm
Put your face on the speaker, get your face blown
Get up on the floor, get your dance on
Coz your backbone’s connected to your ass, go on
The ladies all dressed up high fashion [hot!]
Dancing all sexy with passion
Honey, if you don’t mind me asking
Can you feel all that bass in that ass, hun?

[Chorus]

This is it [this is it] gotta keep ‘em moving
Don’t stop [don’t stop] once you get moving
Don’t break [one break] next thing you know
You on top [you on top] so hop to the rhythm
That we stop [don’t stop] get loose and express
What you got [what you got] at least you gotta
Give yourself a shot [a shot] hey never get ‘em up
And what you got?

Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
I can feel the hy-y-y-ype
Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
I can feel the hy-y-y-ype

[Chorus]

Like That

Question for the ages
What’s going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within your body and your spirit
When you listen to the rhythm [come on]
It’s the abstract wiles on the beat
Women all around the globe, the world
You got to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be marvelled on the speakers please
Coz they gonna marvel and shake the ground
Break addles break the sound
Fill the embraceful pound
Treat all the things profound
If you wanna dude to help you out
Make it cool around your friends without smoking now
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out
And you could work it out, yeah you could work it out
It’s like that, and a

[Chorus]
And we got it like that [like that]
You know we got it like that [like that]
Y’all we got it like that [like that]
It’s like that, like that [like that]
Y’all we got it like that [like that]
You know we got it like that [like that]
Yeah we got it like that [like that]

It’s like that coz I got it like that
And I got it like that also
Got a style that’s way out like Bosto
You know I’ma crook a nigga like Chocko
Steady jumpin’ round like it’s heavy cargo
[Can I kick it?] Yeah, really far though
From Osegundo to Gebranto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I’d never say who unless my name was Tanto
Yup, you know how the daybreak go
Coz we show the classic example
Now they know the peas collect the dough
So they knocking on our door like we was Fargo
Yup, they see me in a Will.I.Am suit
But I wasn’t that cute when I didn’t have the loot
And I don’t smoke birds but I’m still real nice with the birds
So fuck (hey!) what you heard
Coz we got it like that

[Chorus]

Talib, just hit ’em like that
I’m from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat
I need a shot at ramming like my rap
It’s like the yack is the fights that got me spillin’ on the right track
And I like this will so I might get ill
On the mikes somebody might get killed
So many damn rappers there’s a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff with Legend
When this Brooklyn MC come after you
You be running like I heard a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin’ that ain’t pretty that’s the attitude
To be at Fight Club (?) too
Stare into the Sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get used to the light because you gotta watch me
Sneak up on you like stalking
My lyrics split (?) like Hiroshima and Nagasaki

It’s the Apl.De.Ap in the lab with the rap
Demonstrate how we act, we attack any track
It’s the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts
Start with the fat skills that rose in the past
We got it like how you know how to beast rocks
Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot
The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye
Making you (?)
Tss tsss tsss, I’ma roll with the hot
I’ma flow from the soul when you can’t hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track
I’ma simply simply always attach
Give me music from by Apl.De.Ap
From L.A to Philippines we bridging the gap
We got it like that you know we got it like that
Like we got it like that y’all

[Chorus]

It’s like that and a no
It’s like that and a no

My man Q-Tip in the house
You know y-you know he’s in the house
My man John Legend’s in the house
Talib Kwali will work it out
My man Apl.De is in the house
Will.I.Am is definitely in the house
Fergie Ferg is in the house
Whadup to De La, shot ’em out
Drew hip-hop music now
Positive vibes, no doubt
My man (?) is in the house
My man Shahid’s in the house
You know I’m in the house
Black Eyed Peas represent (?) [3x]

It’s like that da-da

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all junk inside your trunk

[Fergie]

I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump
my hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
my hump my hump my hump my lovely little lumps

Check it out

I drive these f**kers crazy
I do it on the daily
they treat me really nicely
They buy me all these icys
Dolce and Gabana
Fendi and Nidana
Caring they be sharin
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I aint askin
They say they love mah ass in
Surfin Jeans
True religion
I say no
but they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint fakin
We can keep on datin
Now keep on demonstratin

My love my love my love my love
you love my lady lumps
my hump my hump my hump
my humps they got you..

[Will.i.am]

Shes got me spending..

[Fergie]

Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..

[Will.i.am]

Shes got me spending..

[Fergie]

Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk..

[Fergie]

I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside your jeans

[Fergie]

I'ma make make make make you scream
make you scream make you scream

Coz of my humps my hump my hump my hump
my hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps

Check it out

[Will.i.am]

I met a girl down at the disco
She said hey hey hey ya lets go
I can be ya baby, you could be my honey
Lets spend time not money
And mix your milk with my coco puff
milky milky coco mix
your milk with my coco puff
Milky milky
Riiiiight...

[Fergie]

They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin next to me
Always dancin next to me
tryna feel my hump hump
Lookin at my lump lump
you can look but you can't touch it
if you touch it
I'ma start some drama
you don't want no drama
No no drama no no no no drama
So don't
Pull on my hand boy
you aint my man boy
I'm just tryna dance boy

And move my hump
my hump my hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
my hump my hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps
my lovely lady lumps my lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front

my loving got you..

[Will.i.am]

Shes got me spending..

[Fergie]

Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..

[Will.i.am]

Shes got me spending..

[Fergie]

Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all junk inside that trunk

[Fergie]

I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside your jeans

[Fergie]

I'ma make make make make you scream
make you scream make you scream

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk

[Fergie]

I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off this hump

[Will.i.am]

Whatcha gonna do with all that breasts
all that breast inside that shirt

[Fergie]

I'ma make make make make you work
make you work work make you work

[Will.i.am]

Shes got me spending..

[Fergie]

Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..

[Will.i.am]

Shes got me spending..

[Fergie]

Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..

My Style

Lord, have mercy [7x]

[Chorus]
I know that you like my style [2x]
You can’t get to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style [2x]
You’ve gotta drop it on your pants right now
Everybody in the place get wild
[So what you sayin’]
What’s up, what’s up with you girl [2x]
What’s up, what’s up with you boy [2x]

Don’t jock, don’t jock, baby don’t jock me
I drop the hotness, baby watch me
You can’t, you can’t, no you can’t stop me
’Coz I’m a champ on the rep like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
Got my style trademark with the copy
Right, you know my style is naughty
Right, so don’t cock-block me
You like my style when I’m whiling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
On a mike and I turn the stage like cocaine
And I bang them thangs like a (?)

[Chorus]

Our style lined up when we team up
JT and BEP sold the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between ‘em
We the hottest in the biz (?)
We be rolling four Hummers and a Pima
With sunset off the chi cantina
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in any magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rockin’ like this
And ain’t nobody drop their styles like this
I’ma give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me "My baby’s a genius"

[Chorus]

[Taboo]
¿Te gusta mi estilo? (estilo)
Dile a tu tía y tu tío (tío)
Ay dame chimi with a lindo (lindo)
I like to keep my style on singo [singo]
Baby you can call me mijo [mijo]
I make you say "Adios, mio"
Tú just todo mio (ayyy)
I make it hot for you if it’s frijo

It feels like something’s heating up
Timberland on the drum-drum he’s beatin’ up
Black Eyed Peas, there’s no defeating us
JT, he’s rocking a beat with us
Them freaks, they want to freak with us
After the spot they tryin’a meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
Off the hook our style ridiculous

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da

What’s up, what’s up with you girl [2x]
What’s up, what’s up with you boy [2x]

I know that you like my style [2x]
I’ve been gone for a while
But I’m back with a brand new style

Black Eyed Peas [Black Eyed Peas]
JT [that’s me]
And we out baby [out baby]

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-ba

They Don't Want Music

They don’t want music, they don’t know how to use it
All they want is [a boom, boom, boom, boom]

Hey y’all, John Coltraine yeah he plays the sax
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I’m feeling fine
Coz daily music’s on my mind
And I feel mellow
When I watch the (?) play the cello
Hello to all my fellow peers in here for the quality
Music quality, yeah
That’ll be the focus in the top pick of the day
So pass the peas like we used to say
Pass the beats like they used to say
Pass the phunk like they used to say
That’s my joint like we used to say
Syncopation the true school way

[Chorus]
I don’t know what you came to do
I came to drop phunks on you
Depends on their sonic sound
But you know what?
They don’t want music [2x]
They just want [a boom, boom, boom boom boom [2x]]
They don’t want music, they don’t know how to use it
They don’t want music [2x]
They don’t want music, they don’t know how to use it
The good back horn
They don’t want music, they don’t know how to use it
All they want is [a boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom boom]

Oo, lala aw wee wee
Nowadays music is all about the beat
The soul is caged no bits now free
Unless the rhyme was rocked by me
I got the balls to bang [baw ba-ba-baw, ba-ba-baw, ba-baw bang]
Yeah, steady, just doing my thang [steady, just steady, just doing my own thang]
I just do it [ha!]
I just do it you know
My momma said to do it you know
So I’ma do it I know
James Brown gave me the fluid
That means a baby could do it
The Peas will do it so

Do it, do it, do it
Get up on the stage and release my fluid
Do my thing, do it through the music
Phunkafied and therapeutic

[Chorus]

Wait a minute!
You got to rock with the phunk [if you’re gonna have a good time] [2x]
You got to roll with the phunk [if you wanna have a good time] [2x]
You got to roll with the phunk [you wanna be sweet and fine, hey! Hey! Hey!]
Rock with the punk [if you gonna have a good time]
You got to roll with the phunk [if you wanna have a good time] [2x]
A woman that’ll phunk your horn [gimme that phunky horn!]
Play that phunky horn now [gimme that phunky horn]
Gimme that phunky horn now [gimme that phunky horn]
Hey! Hey! Hey!

[Instrumental]

You got to roll with the phunk [if you’re gonna have a good time] [2x]
You got to dance with the phunk [if you wanna be sweet and fine]
I said I like to dance with the phunk [if you wanna be sweet and fine]
You’ve got to shake with the phunk [if you wanna have a good time]
Shaky shaky shake with the phunk [if you wanna have a good time]

Gimme that phunky horn [gimme that phunky horn]
I need that phunky horn [I need that phunky horn]
Play that phunky horn now [gimme that phunky horn]
… A break down, a break down, a break, get down

Dance everybody move your body through the music
Get it started, get into it
Come on everybody do it
You’ve got to dance through the music
People doing what you’re doing
People grooving with the music
You’ve got to roll with the phunk

Roll with your phunk [if you’re gonna have a good time]
R-O-double-L keep rolling with the phunk [if you’re gonna have a good time]
And roll! To a phunky place
I’m rolling [where?]
To a to a to a phunky phunky place
I’m rolling! To a phunky place
I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there…
It’s phunky, phunk, phunk, phunk phunky…

Union

[Chorus]
[One for all, one for all]
[It’s all it’s all for one]
Let’s start a union, calling every human
It’s one for all and all for one
Let’s live in unison, calling every citizen
It’s one for all and all for one

We don’t want war can’t take no more
It’s drastic time for sure
We need a (?) and a cure
Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with your whole world
We don’t want war imagine if any prophet was alive
In current days amongst you and I
You think they’d view life like you and I do
Or would they sit and contemplate on why
Do we live this way, act and behave this way
We still live in permanent today
Coz the peace in the destination of war can’t be the way
There’s no way, so people just be ’em wanna be a man
Realise that you can’t change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we’re all just the same
So when I count to three let’s change

[Chorus]

Got no time for grand philosophy
I barely keep my head above the tide
I got this mortgage, got three kids at school
What you’re saying is the truth, but really troubles me inside
I’d change the world if I could change my mind
If I could live beyond my fears
Exchanging unity for all my insecurity
Exchanging laughter for my tears

[Chorus]

I don’t know, y’all, we in a real deposition
In the midst of all this negative condition
Divided by beliefs, different sink and religion
Why do we keep missing the point on our mission?
Why do we keep killing each other, what’s the reason?
God made us all equal in his vision
I wish that I could make music as a religion
Then we could harmonise together in this mission
Listen, I know it’s really hard to make changes
But two of us could help rearrange this curse
Utilising all the power in our voices
Together we will unite and make the right choice
And fight for education, save the next generation
Come together as one
I don’t understand why it’s never been done
So let’s change on the count of one

It takes one, just one
And then one follows the other one
And then the other follows another one
Next thing you know you got a billion
People doing some wonderful things
People doing some powerful things
Let’s change and do some powerful things
Unity could be a wonderful thing

[Chorus]

Do What You Want

Woah oh oh
Woah oh oh
Woah oh oh

Start it up and load it
We about to unfold it
Bring that Dy-namite baby
'coz tonight we about to explode it

Get movin'
movin'
Get your body groovin'
Do what you want
(Yeah)
Do what you want
(yeah)

Here goes another ******
blow that change
your soul forever
When the music hits ya
you will feel no pain
except for pleasure

We put it on ya
We from California
La la la la la
Los Angeles now yous creatin' things
that take you higher

Elevate your past in stars
Infiltratin' clubs and bars
End this now and act the fool
If your loss is what to do

Bounce
Shake
Wiggle and break
Let yourself go
Open up the gates
And Pro-ceed
The stampede
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya

Start it up and load it
We about to unfold it
Bring that Dy-namite baby
'coz tonight we about to explode it

Get movin'
movin'
Get your body groovin'
Do what you want
(Yeah)
Do what you want
(yeah)

Hey look it's me
F-E-R-G-I-E
That's Fergie baby
And the place to be
is with B-E-P
We keep it locked and started
We always rock
They never stop
and no lalalalalalala
We keep it constant
Shock it often
From Boston to Austin

It's T to the A
B double O
Tab magnetic
Rockin' the show
Takin' up a beat
When c's frequent
On your radio
It's a delinquent
'Coz Tab be nimble
Tab be quick
Watch the girls fall in love
with Tab'n'stick*
I rocks it like that
And I rocks it like this
You can't catch it
And it's somethin' that you can't miss

Start it up and load it
We about to unfold it
Bring that Dy-namite baby
'coz tonight we about to explode it

Get movin'
movin'
Get your body groovin'
Do what you want
(Yeah)
Do what you want
(yeah)

Mayday no delay
Deliver the rhyme
Express way
Next day
Get there on time
Make way
For the mash out
When we've roll out
My crew, we don't fall out
We just pass out

Time to get movin'
Time to get the party light
party light movin
party bounce the floor
the way we rockin' them show
The way we spittin them rhymes
And break it down to the floor

Break
Bounce
Boogie and Wiggle it
Do it
Now
Time to get into it

Break
Bounce
Do what you feel
Do what you want
And let it all out

Oh
Just do what you want today
'Coz it's okay
To leave responsibilities

Start it up and load it
We about to unfold it
Bring that Dy-na-mite baby
'coz tonight we about to explode it

Get movin'
movin'
Get your body groovin'
Be *******
(Yeah)
Be *******
(yeah)

Gone Going

[Will.i.am] --

Johnny wanna be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money
buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
Hes a rich man so hes no longer singin the blues
Hes singing songs about material things
and platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star now, but he aint singing from the heart
Sooner or later hes just gonna fall apart
Coz hes fans can't relate to his new found art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
and thats -----?
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is love for material
And its gone

[Jack Johnson] --

gone..going..
gone..everything gone..give a damn..
gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..
gone people..up arkward with their things..
Gone.

[Will.i.am] --

You see yourself in the mirror and ya
Feel safe coz it looks familiar but ya
Afraid to open up your soul coz ya
Don't really know
Don't really know
who is,
The person thats deep within
Coz your content with just being
the nieve brown man and ya
Fail to see that its trivial
Insignificent, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
Your the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with insense sticks
With them vegatarian meals
To you thats rightous
You're fiction like books
you need to go out to life and look
Coz..What happens when they take your material
You already sold ya soul
and its..

[Jack Johnson] --

And its gone..gone..going..
gone..everything gone..give a damn..
gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..
gone people..up arkward with their things..
Gone.

[Will.i.am] --

You say that time is money
and money is time
so you got mind in ya money
and ya money on ya mind
But what about..
That crime thatcha did to get paid
And what about..
That bid, you can't take it to your brain

[Jack Johnson] --

Why you on about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good
On the bridges you've walked along the way

[Will.i.am] --

All that money that you got
Gonna be gone
That gear that you rock
gonna be gone
The house up on the hill
gonna be gone
The gold --- on your grill
gonna be gone
The ice on your wrist
gonna be gone
That nice little miss
gonna be gone
That whip that you roll
gonna be gone
And whats worst is your soul'll be gone

[Jack Johnson] --

And its gone..gone..going..
gone..everything gone..give a damn..
gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..
gone people..up arkward with their things..
Gone.