Audio Delite at Low Fidelity

based on samples of Stark Reality's version
of Hoagy Carmichael's "Comrades"
Comrades - Stark Reality
Audio Delite At Low Fidelity - Black Eyed Peas

Written by: William Adams, Allen Pineda, Keith Harris & Rick James / Produced by: will.i.am / Recorded at: The Stewchia - Los Feliz CA and Amerycan Studios - N. Hollywood, CA / Engineered by: will.i.am & Jason "ill aroma" Villaroman / Mixed by: will.i.am / Vocals: will.i.am & apl.do.ap / Bass & Synth: will.i.am / Drums: Keith Harris / "Audio Delite" contains samples from the composition "All Night Long" written by Rick James published by National League Music obo Stone City Music (ASCAP), as recorded by Mary Jane Girls, (P) 1983 Motown Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, courtesy of Motown Records under license from Universal Music Enterprises. / Used by permission. All rights reserved. Copyright (c) 2005 will.i.am Music Inc. (BMI) / Jeepney Music Publishing (BMI) / Cherry River Music Co. (BMI) / Broke Spoke and Gone Publishing (ASCAP) / National League Music obo Stone City Music (ASCAP) / Worldwide rights for will.i.am Music Inc. / Jeepney Music Publishing administered by Cherry River Music Co. (BMI). / All rights reserved. Used by permission.


lyrics from GOLYR.DE

[Check it] Ever since I was a little younger
I always had a rhyme that I flung up
In any situation that you brung up
Black Eyed Peas would shake a party like thunder
Now everybody wanna ask and wonder
How the Black Eyed Peas took it from the under
From the bottom to the top
Now we make your body rock
Motherfuckers [hey!] don’t sit and ponder
Coz we come with no blutes, no blunders
We keep it fat like Attila the Honda
Latin ladies be like ‘Ay Karumba’
We calling in there like you chilling in the summer

[Chorus]
We gave you some, now you gonna ask for some more
But no, brother you ain’t gonna get no more
And I know you really like this audio delite,
Coz my drum goes ‘dum diddy-dumma’
Check it out:
One time, for your mind
Two’s for your [soul]
Three’s for your body, and
Four’s for the ambiance
Check it out coz this is how it go

I’m sick with the rhyme - I’m infected
Since ’95 the BEPs perfected
The way we get down on the record
We coming up, we heat, that’s not expected
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t help but check it
We stand out like chubby people in check-its
We’re coming hectic and hyper
Aiming like a sniper
And when I rock the mike y’all respect it
You respect it coz you know I’m known to kill it
I make you make you make you hotter than the skillet
Yeah, and I know you gonna feel it
Black Eyed Peas – we the r- we the realest

[Chorus]

My faithful never fall
For every main (?)
Gaining fame, that’s the deal, entertaining y’all
Never change or conform, we always rock ‘n’ roll
I remember when we used to bust at the mall
Ways of expressing my love for the art
Now we here to restore these rap laws
Coz the way it is now’s not the way I saw
So check it:
I’ma do it like this
So y’all can recite this
Hip-hop anthem once more
I won’t let the mike rest
No you won’t catch me rhymeless
No matter what the feat you got in store

[Chorus]


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