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Artist: Concato Fabio lyrics Song: Pump Me Up lyrics  Send "Pump Me Up" Ringtone to your Cell  Pump, pump, pump, pump me up For anything you say There is no cure for this (Rockness, hooo) Uh! Come on, I said come on, I said come on [Verse One: Grandmaster Flash] Rappers might be willin but they ain't able Cause out were was the king straight from my quedo I screamed and holla and shout my rado And dreamt of a fedo that all in battle There was no food in my silverspoon So I grew up hard and I grew up soon I'm a wreathes king and I'm hungry too And I eat up chunks to rap like you Then I meat this shark and his name was George He was biting my rhymes like you bites yours I starting writing my rhymes The shark was growing through But I was writing more ryhmes than the shark could chew (ha!) The shark got sick and then he exploded Cause he didn't realised that my rhymes were loaded He 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 [Verse Two: Grandmaster Flash] I'm not at laserbene or domint mind Or a platten watch that some bitches whine I'm not a pocket full of pearls I'm a ayeowealth Like black go baby I'm l & l And to all fly girls I come off hard Stlarted to swing or nood big steel gaurd I'm wrong to small So my pockets are large With the wock to the dock Oh baby I'm in charge Chief N like jewell and down in ring So my fingers and arms on everything On the streets, on the streets can't be beat So don't ask wheres the fied Baby here is the meat I'm gonna get me some soap a towel in the cup Cut the bomb and sea all washed up Put your women on the line with the rest of the crew So I can make love to her in a nalley shu pump, pump, pump ( me up!) me what? (me up!) Uargh! Pump, pump, pump, pump me up [Verse Three: Grandmaster Flash] I'm like the genie in the lamp And face and yo stamped The hiphop rocka The microphone champ Gotta knock out boys Like a rolls royce Gotta write them a one To be the evil choice Cause you humma this and then you humma daw Its just like the friendly game of pingpong When you hit the boll upside the paddle Its just like cowboy rattle on a sadle Up above your head is the flash off light Cause I can rock to the vido any darker and to the night Like to rock like to flow like to entertain Whop the car outside waiting for the train The train stood across the whop towards ever Another Mc rock any type of weahter I'm the bold legged broher There never be another I bought a mantion for my mother Come on, I said come on, I said come on [Verse four: Scorpio] I got a certain cool, that break the rules that give me patience and a lot of fuel And the women I'm calling day and night Thats proofs I getting mine like a peep in the night Cause the scorpe is known as the singer The quiet storm that lover the linger I will not change cause its in my blood I'm like dynamite and you a rappin thug And if its fuzzy is here in the makin And than why I can't be part of the satan Cause you know I like cars and fancy women That give me good love in the beginnest Welcome bath ,and casual lights And girls say "scorpe you alright?" So stop standing there like you from above And just relax yourselves and get in this thug Pump, pump, pump, pump me up For all you beutiful people out there, if you having a good time, everybody screaaam! [Verse Five: Grandmaster Flash] I'm not at laserbene or domin't mind Or a platten watch that some bitches whine I'm not a pocket full of pearls I'm a ayeowealth Like black go baby I'm l & l And to all fly girls I come off hard Stlarted to swing or nood big steel gaurd I'm wrong to small So my pockets are large With the wock to the dock Oh baby I'm in charge Chief N like jewell and down in ring So my fingers and arms on everything On the streets, on the streets can't be beat So don't ask wheres the fied Baby here is the meat I'm gonna get me some soap a towell in the cup Cut the bomb and seas, all washed up Put your women on the line with the rest of the crew So I can make love to her in a nalley shut pump pump pump ( me up!) me what? ( me up!) Uargh! Send "Pump Me Up" Ringtone to your Cell      
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