Lyrics Pump It Up - Nice & Smooth

Pump It Up

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
(«Pump it up») *scratched*
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
(«Pump it up») *scratched*