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Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five
Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five
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Melle Mel
Melle Mel
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Robert Reed
Robert Reed
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Tony Fisher
Tony Fisher
Komponist:in
James Avery
James Avery
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Letras

[Intro]
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
[Intro]
Come on, I said, come on, I said, come on
[Verse 1]
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 started 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 the king was me
[PreChorus]
Come on, I said, come on, I said, come on
[Verse 2]
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, on the sheets, 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
[Chorus]
Pump, pump (Me up!)
Me what? (Me up!)
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
[Verse 3]
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
'Cause you hum a ding, then you hum a dong
It's just like a friendly game of ping pong
When you hitting the ball upside the paddle
It's just like cowboy riding on a saddle
Up above your head is the flash of light
'Cause I can rock to the beat on any God given night
Like to rock, like to roll, like to entertain
While my car's outside, you're waiting for the train
The train to the bus, the bus to whatever
And I'm the MC to rock in any type of weather
I'm the bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I bought a mansion for my mother
[PreChorus]
Come on, I said, come on, I said, come on
[Verse 4]
I got a certain cool that breaks the rules
That get me paid and a lot of jewels
And the women I'm calling day and night
That's proof I'm getting mine like a thief in the night
Because Scorp is known as the singer
The quiet storm, that lover didn't linger
I will not change 'cause it's in my blood
I'm like dynamite and you a rappin' dud
And if the future is here in the making
Then why I can't be part of the taking
'Cause you know I like cars and fancy women
That give me good love in the beginning
Bubble bath and candle lights
And girls saying, "Scorp, you alright?"
So stop standing there like you from above
And just relax yourself and get in this tub
[Chorus]
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up
[Bridge]
For all you beautiful people out there
If you're having a good time, everybody scream!
[Verse 5]
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, on the sheets, 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
[Chorus]
Pump, pump (Me up!)
Me what? (Me up!)
Written by: James Avery, Robert Reed, Tony Fisher
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