Pump Me Up
Come on, I said come on, I said come on
Rappers might be willin but they ain't able
Cause I was their king straight from my cradle
I screamed and hollered and shook my rattle
And dreamt of defeating them all in battle
There was no food in my silver spoon
So I grew up hard and I grew up soon
I'm a righteous king but I'm hungry too
And I eat up chumps that rap like you
Then I met this shark and his name was Jaws
He was biting my rhymes like y'all bite yours
I starting writing my rhymes the shark grew and grew
But I was writing more rhymes than the shark could chew
The shark got sick and then he exploded
Cause he didn't realize that my rhymes was loaded
They flew in the air and into the sea
And the whole universe knew that the king was me
Come on, I said come on, I said come on
I'm not a laser beam or a diamond mine
Or a platinum watch or some vintage wine
Not a pocket full of pearls I'm a oil well
Like black gold baby I'm Melle Mel
And to all the fly girls I come off hard
The slightest wink or nod makes me your god
All my problems are small so my pockets are large
When I walk in the door Oh baby I'm in charge
Treat ladies like jewels and diamond rings
On my fingers on my arms on everything
On the streets oh my Jesus! I can't be beat
So don't ask where's the beef baby here is the meat
I'm gonna give you some soap a towel and a cup
Cause the bum emcees are all washed up
Put your women on the line with the rest of my crew
So I can make love to her and annihilate you
Pump, pump (me up!) me what? (me up!)
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
I'm like the genie in your lamp
A face on your stamp
The hip hop rocker
The microphone champ
Got a knock out voice
Like a rolls royce
Gotta rank as number one
To be the people's choice
Rappers might be willin but they ain't able
Cause I was their king straight from my cradle
I screamed and hollered and shook my rattle
And dreamt of defeating them all in battle
There was no food in my silver spoon
So I grew up hard and I grew up soon
I'm a righteous king but I'm hungry too
And I eat up chumps that rap like you
Then I met this shark and his name was Jaws
He was biting my rhymes like y'all bite yours
I starting writing my rhymes the shark grew and grew
But I was writing more rhymes than the shark could chew
The shark got sick and then he exploded
Cause he didn't realize that my rhymes was loaded
They flew in the air and into the sea
And the whole universe knew that the king was me
Come on, I said come on, I said come on
I'm not a laser beam or a diamond mine
Or a platinum watch or some vintage wine
Not a pocket full of pearls I'm a oil well
Like black gold baby I'm Melle Mel
And to all the fly girls I come off hard
The slightest wink or nod makes me your god
All my problems are small so my pockets are large
When I walk in the door Oh baby I'm in charge
Treat ladies like jewels and diamond rings
On my fingers on my arms on everything
On the streets oh my Jesus! I can't be beat
So don't ask where's the beef baby here is the meat
I'm gonna give you some soap a towel and a cup
Cause the bum emcees are all washed up
Put your women on the line with the rest of my crew
So I can make love to her and annihilate you
Pump, pump (me up!) me what? (me up!)
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
I'm like the genie in your lamp
A face on your stamp
The hip hop rocker
The microphone champ
Got a knock out voice
Like a rolls royce
Gotta rank as number one
To be the people's choice
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Reed, Tony Fisher, Emmett Nixon, Taylor Reed
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Other Album Tracks
- White Lines (Don't Do It) (Long Version)
- The Birthday Party
- Beat Street
- Flash to the Beat, Pts. 1 & 2
- It's Nasty (Genius of Love) [Short Version]
- Freedom
- Step Off (feat. Cowboy, Melle Mel & Scorpio)
- Super Rappin' No.1
- Pump Me Up
- Showdown
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