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(feat. The Furious Five) |
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Come on, I said come on, I said come on |
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[Melle Mel] |
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Rappers might be willin but they ain't able |
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Cause I was their king straight from my cradle |
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I screamed and hollered and shook my rattle |
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And dreamt of defeating them all in battle |
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There was no food in my silver spoon |
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So I grew up hard and I grew up soon |
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I'm a righteous king but I'm hungry too |
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And I eat up chumps that rap like you |
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Then I met this shark and his name was Jaws |
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He was biting my rhymes like y'all bite yours |
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I starting writing my rhymes the shark grew and grew |
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But I was writing more rhymes than the shark could chew |
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The shark got sick and then he exploded |
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Cause he didn't realize that my rhymes was loaded |
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They flew in the air and into the sea |
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And the whole universe knew that the king was me |
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Come on, I said come on, I said come on |
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[Melle Mel] |
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I'm not a laser beam or a diamond mine |
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Or a platinum watch or some vintage wine |
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Not a pocket full of pearls I'm a oil well |
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Like black gold baby I'm Melle Mel |
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And to all the fly girls I come off hard |
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The slightest wink or nod makes me your god |
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All my problems are small so my pockets are large |
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When I walk in the door Oh baby I'm in charge |
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Treat ladies like jewels and diamond rings |
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On my fingers on my arms on everything |
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On the streets oh my Jesus! I can't be beat |
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So don't ask where's the beef baby here is the meat |
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I'm gonna give you some soap a towel and a cup |
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Cause the bum emcees are all washed up |
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Put your women on the line with the rest of my crew |
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So I can make love to her and annihilate you |
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Pump, pump ( me up!) me what? (me up!) |
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Pump, pump, pump, pump me up! |
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[Cowboy] |
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I'm like the genie in your lamp |
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A face on your stamp |
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The hip hop rocker |
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The microphone champ |
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Got a knock out voice |
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Like a rolls royce |
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Gotta rank as number one |
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To be the people's choice |
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Cause you can hum a ding then you can hum a dong |
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Its just like the friendly game of ping pong |
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When you hitting the ball upside the paddle |
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It's just like cowboy riding on a saddle |
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Up above your head is the flash of light |
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Cause I can rock to the beat on any God given night |
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Like to rock like to roll like to entertain |
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While my car's outside you're waiting for the train |
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The train to the bus the bus to whatever |
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And I'm the type of MC to rock in any type of weather |
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I'm the bow legged brother there'll never be another |
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I bought a mansion for my mother |
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Come on, I said come on, I said come on |
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[Scorpio] |
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I got a certain cool that breaks the rules |
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That get me paid and a lot of jewels |
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And the women I'm calling day and night |
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That's proof I'm getting mine like a thief in the night |
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Because Scorp is known as the singer |
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The quiet storm that lover didn't linger |
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I will not change cause its in my blood |
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I'm like dynamite and you a rappin dud |
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And if the future is here in the making |
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Then why I can't be part of the taking |
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Cause you know I like cars and fancy women |
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That give me good love in the beginning |
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Bubble bath and candle lights |
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And girls saying Scorp you alright? |
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So stop standing there like you from above |
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And just relax yourself and get in this tub |
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Pump, pump, pump, pump me up |
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For all you beautiful people out there |
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If you having a good time, everybody scream! |
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[Melle Mel] |
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I'm not a laser beam or a diamond mine |
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Or a platinum watch or some vintage wine |
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Not a pocket full of pearls I'm a oil well |
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Like black gold baby I'm Melle Mel |
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And to all the fly girls I come off hard |
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The slightest wink or nod makes me your god |
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All my problems are small so my pockets are large |
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When I walk in the door Oh baby I'm in charge |
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Treat ladies like jewels and diamond rings |
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On my fingers on my arms on everything |
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On the streets oh my Jesus! I can't be beat |
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So don't ask where's the beef baby here is the meat |
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I'm gonna give you some soap a towel and a cup |
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Cut the bum emcees are all washed up |
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Put your women on the line with the rest of my crew |
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So I can make love to her and annihilate you |
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Pump, pump ( me up!) me what? (me up!) |
