Joints & Jam

Lyrics

[Intro: will.i.am] Yeah, a chick-a-doom Chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom Yeah, That's the joint [Chorus: will.i.am] That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again [Verse 1: will.i.am] I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you Will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin' People break they neck from this demonstration We about mass appeal, no segregation Got Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin' [Chorus: will.i.am] That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again [Verse 2: apl.de.ap] Let your body collide to the rhythm provided By the mind state affairs classified and make your Heat up and flare I swear A serenade, a soul and so beware And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind Maybe in time you can stop this crime But until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'... [Chorus: will.i.am] That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again [Post-Chorus: Kim Hill, will.i.am] It's the jam, it's the jam It's the jam, it's the jam It's got groove it's got feelin' (A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom, doom) It's the jam, it's the jam It's the jam, it's the jam It's got groove it's got meanin' (A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom, doom) [Verse 3: Taboo] Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real I don't need no steel to make my point Get down and dirty 'cause that's my joint Ha! We preferably make all points Through a nation we build off the musical field Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel Any time or place, on stage in ya face Over tea in Earth and outer space [Verse 4: will.i.am] Because we rock that sh** (Uh), we flip that sh** (Uh) Some east coast west coast cosmic sh** (Uh) Some north bound sh** (Uh), some some south bound sh** (Uh) Some overseas London out of town sh** Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams Turn that shit up, play it again 'cause [Chorus: will.i.am] That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again [Post-Chorus: Kim Hill, will.i.am] It's the jam, it's the jam It's the jam, it's the jam It's got groove it's got feelin' (A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom, doom) It's the jam, it's the jam It's the jam, it's the jam It's got groove it's got meanin' (A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom, doom)