Artist: will.i.am f/ Planet Asia Album: Lost Change Song: Ev Rebahdee Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro: will.i.am] Yo, y'all, ain't ready for this Y'all, ain't ready for this Ev-ery-bo-dy, just mooooove your body Yo, y'all, ain't ready for this Y'all, ain't ready for this (Check it out) [Planet Asia] Aiyyo we straight raw, make you whyl out and break jaws And break laws from Hollywood Hills to Lake Charles Knock niggaz right off the park like baseballs Lace y'all, whip up the cake to make more By the lake shore thinkin to myself, now what you waitin for? We 'bout to take it all, from here to the Great Walls Keep it movin y'all, just let your backbones slide Now act live with soul of the black hand side With more fire than before, back makin you bounce will, what the deal? (We in the house turnin it out~!) On some smash hit rap shit, nothin but that fat shit Cause what's kung-fu flick if it doesn't have backflips? (WAH! Psh!! WAH!) Fuck that wack shit, get held on the hardest Cause weez about to take slots of all you well-known artists It goes, one for my grimey cats, two for the chickens Three for the dick riders and the party politikins It's on, now everybody in the place get dumb And have a fit cause this year we 'bout to SHOW you where we comin from Everybody in the place get dumb And have a fit cause this year we 'bout to SHOW you where we comin from [Chrous: will.i.am] (Planet Asia) Ev-ery-bo-dy, just mooooove your body (It don't get no bigger than this All my peoples in the house come get a little of this) Feel what I feel, cause I feel sensation (C'mon bounce, we 'bout to turn it up a bit with 'nough to spit, y'all cats can't touch my clique) [will.i.am] When I hit you with ridiculous, talent you sit and just try to predict my shit, but I'm too inconspicuous Quick and spontaneous, crushin miscellaneous Aim a missile at your an-e-us, it's insanious will.i.am indigenous, in other words original You couldn't figure this out, if I showed you visuals or blueprints of how I get on, I'm kinda dominant I got souls like if you at church with predominantly blacks in the audience, so dig the ambiance I kill the beat, that's why I left up in the ambu-lance I do that kinda often to keep these people bouncin Bouncin up to Boston, to whylin down in Austin Continental crossin, visitin your blocks and villages The willages, the meanin' of the hot Got, all your people just bouncin to the beat will and the Planet Asia here to combat y'all to move your feet [Chorus 2X] [will.i.am] You know it's time to bounce when the beat bang Equivalent to when you sweatin when the heat came Ain't no competin to will.i.am's thing, you could pull a hamstring when I light the flamin and burn like propane And stay cool like Kool & The Gang I remain the main brain in the campaign Too many people doin the same thang Too many R&B chicks who can't sang Too many shooters with no aim I change the rules to this dead game From now on I be speedin in the slow lane Runnin over brothers in my Soul Train No band got notion, nay other be the brother to blame Mash up up in the club and in the show mayne And I keep my beats tight like fat women in small planes, huh That's exactly how I'm doin it uh, how I be doin it This is how we be doin it, ya, ya, we doin it (Get live, mother-) [Chorus 2X]