scratching of Pump me up The walls start shakin as my rhymes begin Like a chiller or a thriller from beginnin to end You know a song enough to make the London Bridge fall Mistake us for a king at a masquerade ball My microphone mechanics give me superstar status When I make my space in the place youre glad its Me, the Exact And Precise so nice bustin rhymes with me Now Exacts on my back when I speak my words Takin out ill suckers like the neighborhood nerd Im stone cold def all around the way Vocalist supreme, you can call me M.J Niggynot Michael Jackson but Im still thrillin Girlies on my jock, Im stone cold chillin Servin sap suckers while Im livin on the edge When I polish ya off I dont even need pledge Its a fact and exact when I start to tack The whole pack on crack, takin out the wack Now my beat is pumpin, the girlies are jumpin Im ?climbin to the throne? and its you Im thumpin Instead of you walkin you should be runnin To buy my record cause its so damn stunnin When you hear it pump it up, pick up the pace Yo M.J. pump that bass scratching of Pump me up Im definitely def, dope, damage the dumbs Speakin slick ?slang?, supervisin the ?slums? Pumpin up the volume, turnin out the party Cold gettin fly on a bottle of Bacardi The beat ?aint no? discrete, just a thunderous boom Like a tear gas bomb cold clearin the room And so its happened, your heads movin back and forth Im takin a stand like Oliver North Now Exacts poppin facts and a little bit of fiction Im releasin rhymes with my doubledef diction Im stylin and smilin, rhymin harder than hell Im the professor, youre the student, so Im rining the bell Im not believin Im receivin all the rhymes that Ive heard To you wack MCs Im shootin the birds Instead of passin the j and smokin the dust Just pump up the volume and rock with us Like this scratching of Pump me up Mr. Eds a rock n roller on the hiphop scene The rhymes that I write, I write em in Queens Take the Q111 e train and relax On my way to the city where I put it on wax If youre lame and you aint with the program Call Freddie Jackson to sing you a slow jam Put it in drive, the crew has arrived Theres no doubt about it, the party is live Now my rhymes are so def that they cant even hear Even with the hearin aid in they ear The beat is so dope itll make you high Like a junkie gettin funky then wonderin why I bust a rhyme every time Im given a chance The beat is pumpin and jumpin, invitin you to dance The show is on the go and the crowd is hype Youre jammin and slammin and the Boys are white So bust that scratching of Pump me up
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