Artist: will.i.am f/ Mike Myers
Album:  Lost Change
Song:   If You Didn't Know
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Mike Myers]
Uh-uh, yes yes, yo...
Who want some of the rawest, flawless
High noon any rhyme, fire I draw quick
Aw shit, you fall quick on the carpet
Talk shit, mess around and getcha jaw split
You're too scared to battle, makin you all quit
My crew is wild, dawg, we all sick

[will.i.am]
I'm like a Crip in the mosh pit, ready to pull clips (Waddup nigga~?!)
But I ain't a Crip and, I don't pull clips
I need toilets on ceilings, because I'm comin up with shit
Write rhymes on spatulas, cause the styles of the flip
You know the styles of the flip be on some X-Men shit
Go, be over limit, because I just can't quit

[Mike Myers]
You haters need to stop it, I'm like a bird when I drop shit
Mike Myers best known to spit the hot shit

[will.i.am]
And just in case you didn't notice, this is the will.i.am shit
Knock yo' shit up out the park like some Grand Slam shit

[Chorus: Mike Myers] (will)
(Now you know) You musta been sleepin
(Yes, you know) Oh, now you wanna peep it?
(If you didn't know) It ain't no big secret
(Now you know) Hot as I'm gon' keep it

[will.i.am]
Aw yeah, y'all niggaz searchin like raw hairs
I already got it, I found it like last year
Y'all stay here while I'm way over there
Play the role of frontier to make sure that the path's clear

[Mike Myers]
All you feminine niggaz, you need a pap smear
Got women like Henneseys, man I see clear
I'm just like a dog, homey, I smell fear
How you callin me out when you can't grab 'em clear
 
[will.i.am]
Come test me in your brand new Fubu gear
I'm in the middle of the cypher in my new cashmere wear
Talk about your bling bling things, I don't care
I spit fire electrify your whole atmosphere

[Mike Myers]
Have no fear, Mr. Hitchcock is here
By the look on your face I can tell y'all scared
By the time I'm done with you, man ya have nightmares
Every time your eyes shut, dawg, I'll be right there

[Chorus]

[Mike Myers]
Yo it's Mike and Will (yep), and we got a license to kill (yea)
Any wack emcees who step in my grill (wassup?)
I'm tryin to calm down, man, I'm tryin to chill
But I just can't do it cause my mind is ill
 
[will.i.am]
And I be walkin that, talkin that future shh-
I be on some emcee/producer shh-
If I run into ya then I might seduce ya shh-
Fuckin with the will and Mike you might lose ya shit

[Mike Myers]
Ain't no stoppin us, we be comin with the hottest stuff
Keep the flow differ-ent, not monotonous
If you're lookin for ya chick, man, I got your slut
You can keep your broad I just got ta fuck
 
[Mike Myers]
Yo, we have got a rhyme, you can't handle us
We comin' out of Cali, Los Angeles
The sign on the back reads, "dangerous"
You addicted to us like our name was angel dust

[will.i,am]
Yo, will got a rhyme, you can't handle us
We comin' out of Cali, Los Angeles
The sign on the back reads "Dangerous"
You addicted to us like our name was Angel Dust
Yo, will got a rhyme, you can't handle us
We comin' out of Cali, Los Angeles
The sign on the back reads "Dangerous"
You addicted to us like our name was Angel Dust

[Chorus]