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-na, na-na

So call up the line

Get down with, down with 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 the record by my favorite band

I like to hear my favorite song on the radio

So I called and requested 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 Crisco

Cuz the DJ grab the record by the fist full

By the crate full and we grateful

When you hear the stuff of records got a 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)

And I be feeling 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)

Play the 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 my rock, get my roll, get my 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)

All shots down (Alright)

Got me wanna get down all night (Alright)

Alright 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 the record by my favorite band

Jump up, enjoy the sound

Show everybody how just how you get down

Get loose now, get down

Everybody, everybody have a good time

Jump up, enjoy the sound

Show everybody how just how you get down

Get loose now, get down

Everybody, everybody have a good time

Last night a DJ saved my life

Last night a DJ saved my life

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 the record by my favorite band

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 the record by my favorite band

Say what you say now

What you say now

The request line

We coming through to take control of each zip code

Bridging the gap from rap to calypso

We gonna strike each city for 'Frisco

Tokyo to back to San Luis Obispo

As he invaded, descendants of Amadeus

(Transmitted through your CD, tapes and)

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

Wack MC's (Vacate your area)

We three deep, comin' out of your speaker

I'm bustin' your woofer and tearin' through your tweeter

Every rapper's talkin' 'bout killing somebody

But t hey 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 show climbin' up the empire

State tower livin' is a mission desired

I see a lot of liars, so to them I cross and fire

And the lyrics sounded tired, repetitious and expired

(Cool them down today)

Before they're 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 art form

Man, it took knuckle just 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

'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, 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'

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, you're slow like slouches

With more bounce to the freak of their ounces

And we announce this

Follow us, we'll show you what the sound is

Primo and the Peas

Collaborating like great

Hey, yo, 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 on it

Funny 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'