Black Eyed Peas

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[Verse One]
 A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)
 I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
 But not scarred physically (WHAT?)
 More like scarred mentally (yeah)
 I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)
 I'ma show you how it go {*scratch "go"*}
 Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you
 With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin you
 Yeah you platinum, but you wack as hell
 I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
 You need to
 * Stop now, get original
 Start practicin, master your flow
 You might as well, turn in your mic
 and start collectin dollars at the turnpike
 Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
 But you couldn't even fix them {*scratch "in the mix*}
 If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock
 You one of them balloons made to go pop
 You need to
 * Stop now, get original
 Start practicin, master your flow
 Stop now, get original
 WHAAAT?
 * Stop now, get original
 Start practicin, master your flow

 [Verse Two]
 There is really nothin you can do
 We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
 Risky on the microphone, I am
 Got the energy of (??) and (??)
 I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel
 Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel
 What the deal?  Is it really all about the bills?
 What's the thrill?  I'd rather have my soul fulfilled
 You gotta
 * Stop now, get original
 Start practicin, master your flow
 We delegate the skills to conversating
 The loss of motivation of MC's to create
 Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break
 You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Rikki Lake
 How does it feel to be the man on top
 when everything you got ain't any of your props?
 You need to
 * Stop now, get original
 Start practicin, master your flow
 Stop now, get original
 * Stop now, get original
 Start practicin, master your flow

 [Verse Three - Chali 2na]
 When you think about rap in it's entirety
 Violence became variety
 Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
 2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you
 You're sluggish like a barbituate
 We can make you admit you bit
 A hectic thrill, connect with Will
 and we create with the kung-fu collective skill
 The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
 It's another story while we be fightin for re-
 -demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
 With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed
 Thinkin life is a party and it's a must to please
 But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please
 Choppin broccoli happily for your company
 Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth
 So stop now
 * Stop now, get original
 Just practice and master your flow
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: A&M Records

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Released in: 2004

Language: English

Appearing on: Bridging the Gap (2000)

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