Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (4x)
 Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (4x)
 A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (2x)
 Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (2x)
 Yo, this is the way it's goin down
 We come in compound releasin double-rounds in hound
 Like Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match
 When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac
 'Cause I'ma rush ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure
 The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist
 We comin deadly y'all ever in
 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 rubbers like Play Dough
 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 than rhymes 'cause you duplicate like Kinkos
 You're a carbon copy with the wrinkles
 You actin like a nigga that be rhymin in a Pringle commercial
 But you can wear it in rehearsal
 Chorus:
 No need to front, that's what it is
 I gotta get into you
 Oh, I gotta show you what it is
 Gotta get into you
 Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas
 Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease
 And duplicator crew, we put em all on freeze
 Lock em in the cell, then throw away the keys
 Another lost identity in disease
 Entity with a so-called MC enemies
 Will decrease when I step into your sceneries
 Of course now you off course lost up in the source
 I'm running out of time, this no time for no scrimmage
 Aristorate the diamonds and replace it with the real image
 Picture that, I know where I'm at
 I know where I'm going and I'll be back
 With a stronger impact lyrics be intact
 Get you intoxicated when black attack
 With the full-force pressure, hard to measure
 On a rate, whack MC's won't prevail
 On a dream of makin dream braggin about infrared beams
 But it seems all they really pullin is pullin them schemes
 I take it back to the essense of hip-hop
 Never will I stop with my beat-box
 Chorus
 Can you feel it
 Hmm, I gotta get into you
 Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is
 I wanna get into you
 No need to front, that's what it is
 I gotta get into you
 No need to front, that's what it is
 I wanna get into you
 [Repeat