Pump It Up

Lyrics
[Intro] ("Pump it up") *scratched* [Verse 1: Greg Nice] 1313 Mockingbird Lane (What?) 1313 Mockingbird Lane When I was small, I used to hop the train Vision of gifted teen flowing through my brain Electricity, high octane Gotta be insane in order to be sane Acceleration, hydroplane Greg Nice, the flyest co-colo to go solo Bought a string of polo ponies so I could play polo Benetton, yeah, you like my style Let your hair down and let's get buckwild More fluffer than a Fluffernutter, creamer than butter No need to stutter—a whatta whatta whatta Three pins left, I hope I don't gutter I'm hitting more skins than Oh Calcutta [Chorus] ("Pump it up") *scratched* [Verse 2: Smooth B] Pre-destination, concentration Leads to a physical manifestation A house cannot be built on a weak foundation Strong and I move with motivation Long is my continual lyric flow And my brain contains memory info Protons, neutrons, cells and membranes Molecules are the tools that I in-frame So you can get a vision, a visual picture One, two, three, a consecutive mixture Solids, liquids, gas creates matter You bite my rhymes? Well, I'm flattered Impeccable, my rhymes are respectable Inspectable but never neglectable Biteable, 'cause even the best did But you can't check me 'cause this ain't chess, kid Splendid but don't get offended My rhymes are vibrant, brilliant, blended [Chorus] ("Pump it up") *scratched* [Outro dialogue]
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Credits
- Writers
- Greg Nice
- Smooth B