What It Is Black Eyed Peas

[Intro: Taboo & will.i.am]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A'freaky-deaky, y'all! (All the time baby!)
A'freaky-deaky, y'all! (All the time baby!)
A'freaky-deaky, y'all! (All the time baby!)
A'freaky-deaky, y'all! (All the time baby!)
Uh, how you feelin' y'all? (I'm feelin' fine!)
Uh, how you feelin' y'all? (I'm feelin' fine!)
Uh, how you feelin' y'all? (I'm feelin' fine!)
Uh, how you feelin' y'all? (I'm feelin' fine!)
A'freaky-deaky y'all! (All the time baby!)
A'freaky-deaky y'all! (All the time baby!)
Uh, how you feelin' y'all? (I'm feelin' fine!)
Uh, how you feelin' y'all? (I'm feelin' fine!)

[Verse 1: will.i.am]
Yo, this is the way it's goin' down
We come in compound, releasin' double-rounds in hound
Like heat sensors, your defense techniques are no match
When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac
'Cause I'll arrest ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure
The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist
We comin' deadlier than venom
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 brothers like Play-Doh
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 o' them rhymes 'cause you duplicate like Kinkos
You're a carbon copy with the wrinkles
You wacker than that nigga that be rhymin' in the Pringle commercials
Put your career in reversal