Request + Line/ Empire Strikes Black
Pick up the phone call up the line
Call up the request line
Call up the line
Call up the request line
Na-na na-na na-na-na-na-na-na na-na na-na
So call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and request it on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like this though
'Cause the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the soulful records that are tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
'Cause of the collection of the records he played
To the direction of the record we swayed
And all night through the session we stayed
'Cause you know you got the feeling (alright)
Good God got the feeling (alright)
Touch the ceiling when I'm feelin' (alright now)
Huh, and I be feelin' (alright)
Don't stop keep it goin' now come on
This is a request Mr. Radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl, girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like Macy Gray, Roots, and D'Angelo
Mos Def, Les Nubians, and De La Soul
I like them cuts with the soul and original
Never afraid to be creative on your radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ, would you play my song)
And get ma rock, get ma roll, get ma hip-hop on
And (I'm dancin') all day all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside (alright)
Got me feelin' (alright)
Got me feelin' (alright)
Got me feelin' (alright)
Oh, shucks now (alright)
Got me wanna get down all night (alright)
All right now
This is a request Mr. Radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Jump up enjoy the sound (enjoy the sound)
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody, everybody have a good time (have a good time)
Jump up enjoy the sound (enjoy the sound)
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now (get loose), get down
Everybody everybody have a good time
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
This is a request Mr. Radio man (what you say now)
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band (c'mon)
This is a request Mr. Radio man (what you say, what you say now?)
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (yeah, come on)
Hey DJ (you on the request line)
Play a record by my favorite band
What you say, what you say now?
(What you say now?)
(The request line)
La-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la
La-la-la-la
We comin' through to take control of each zip code
Bridgin' the gap from rap to calypso
We gonna strike each city from 'Frisco
Tokyo to back to San Luis Obispo
As they invaded decedents of Amadeus
(Transmitted through your CD's), tapes and record players
We the crusaders, attack like alligators
Yo, we're known to elevate like escalators
Yo, we comin' through to control your area
Black Eyed Peas control your area
Bringin' the vibe that create hysteria
Whack MC's (vacate your area)
We three deep, comin' out of yo' speaker
I'm bustin' your woofer and tearin' through your tweeter
Every rapper's talkin' 'bout killin' somebody
But they ain't hip-hop to me (check it out)
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
Yo, we keep it movin'
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
It's the Black Eyed Peas shore climbin' up the Empire
State tower livin' is the mission desired
I see a lot of liars throw them in the ocean like fire
And they lyrics soundin' tired, repetitious and expired
(Cool them down quick) before they time get picked
I can't take 'em serious talkin' about bullshit
Got money and cars, but can't bullshit
And your lyrics are soundin' like, some doo doo shit
While I'm holdin' the mic tight, recite livin' insight
So we can all benefit from the artform
Man it took the culture to make dough
But forgot the main goal, almost lost the soul and got norm
'Cause everybody's talkin' 'bout, high profilin'
But it ain't hip-hop to me (why, why, why?)
'Cause everybody's talkin' 'bout, high profilin'
But it ain't hip-hop to me (so check it out y'all)
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
Yo (we keep it movin')
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
(La-la-la)
(La-la-la-la)
(La-la-la, la la)
(La-la-la-la)
Yeah, your style's dated and you ain't came out yet
Don't think you're fresh 'cause you're rockin' them outfits
I think you're lost, 'cause you don't know where your route is
Pick up the mic, put your money where your mouth is
I pick up the mic and put my lyrics where my mouth is
Hit your spirit, make you jump out them couches
Quick agility to slow-like slouches
With more bounce to the freak of def ounces
And we announce this, follow us to show you what the sound is
Primo and the Peas collaboratin like great
Ayo, let's do this, let's do this, we show you who the crew is
Black Eyed Peas is like the rulers leavin' all you brothers clueless
Haters hate us if you wanna, we gon' speak on it
We gon' tell the world why hip-hop is haunted
Money is a drug and MC's is on it
We gon' take it back to the days of Soulsonic
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin, non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
(La-la-la, la)
Call up the request line
Call up the line
Call up the request line
Na-na na-na na-na-na-na-na-na na-na na-na
So call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and request it on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like this though
'Cause the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the soulful records that are tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
'Cause of the collection of the records he played
To the direction of the record we swayed
And all night through the session we stayed
'Cause you know you got the feeling (alright)
Good God got the feeling (alright)
Touch the ceiling when I'm feelin' (alright now)
Huh, and I be feelin' (alright)
Don't stop keep it goin' now come on
This is a request Mr. Radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl, girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like Macy Gray, Roots, and D'Angelo
Mos Def, Les Nubians, and De La Soul
I like them cuts with the soul and original
Never afraid to be creative on your radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ, would you play my song)
And get ma rock, get ma roll, get ma hip-hop on
And (I'm dancin') all day all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside (alright)
Got me feelin' (alright)
Got me feelin' (alright)
Got me feelin' (alright)
Oh, shucks now (alright)
Got me wanna get down all night (alright)
All right now
This is a request Mr. Radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Jump up enjoy the sound (enjoy the sound)
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody, everybody have a good time (have a good time)
Jump up enjoy the sound (enjoy the sound)
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now (get loose), get down
Everybody everybody have a good time
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
This is a request Mr. Radio man (what you say now)
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band (c'mon)
This is a request Mr. Radio man (what you say, what you say now?)
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (yeah, come on)
Hey DJ (you on the request line)
Play a record by my favorite band
What you say, what you say now?
(What you say now?)
(The request line)
La-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la
La-la-la-la
We comin' through to take control of each zip code
Bridgin' the gap from rap to calypso
We gonna strike each city from 'Frisco
Tokyo to back to San Luis Obispo
As they invaded decedents of Amadeus
(Transmitted through your CD's), tapes and record players
We the crusaders, attack like alligators
Yo, we're known to elevate like escalators
Yo, we comin' through to control your area
Black Eyed Peas control your area
Bringin' the vibe that create hysteria
Whack MC's (vacate your area)
We three deep, comin' out of yo' speaker
I'm bustin' your woofer and tearin' through your tweeter
Every rapper's talkin' 'bout killin' somebody
But they ain't hip-hop to me (check it out)
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
Yo, we keep it movin'
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
It's the Black Eyed Peas shore climbin' up the Empire
State tower livin' is the mission desired
I see a lot of liars throw them in the ocean like fire
And they lyrics soundin' tired, repetitious and expired
(Cool them down quick) before they time get picked
I can't take 'em serious talkin' about bullshit
Got money and cars, but can't bullshit
And your lyrics are soundin' like, some doo doo shit
While I'm holdin' the mic tight, recite livin' insight
So we can all benefit from the artform
Man it took the culture to make dough
But forgot the main goal, almost lost the soul and got norm
'Cause everybody's talkin' 'bout, high profilin'
But it ain't hip-hop to me (why, why, why?)
'Cause everybody's talkin' 'bout, high profilin'
But it ain't hip-hop to me (so check it out y'all)
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
Yo (we keep it movin')
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
(La-la-la)
(La-la-la-la)
(La-la-la, la la)
(La-la-la-la)
Yeah, your style's dated and you ain't came out yet
Don't think you're fresh 'cause you're rockin' them outfits
I think you're lost, 'cause you don't know where your route is
Pick up the mic, put your money where your mouth is
I pick up the mic and put my lyrics where my mouth is
Hit your spirit, make you jump out them couches
Quick agility to slow-like slouches
With more bounce to the freak of def ounces
And we announce this, follow us to show you what the sound is
Primo and the Peas collaboratin like great
Ayo, let's do this, let's do this, we show you who the crew is
Black Eyed Peas is like the rulers leavin' all you brothers clueless
Haters hate us if you wanna, we gon' speak on it
We gon' tell the world why hip-hop is haunted
Money is a drug and MC's is on it
We gon' take it back to the days of Soulsonic
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin, non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin', non non stop
(Black Eyed Peas) yo, we keep it movin'
We got to keep it movin'
(La-la-la, la)
Credits
Writer(s): William Adams, Georga Pajon, Natalie Mcintyre, Rhett Lawrence, Alan Pineda, Michael J. Fratantuno Iii
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