Grand Daddy Iu Pick Up The Pace Lyrics

Pick Up The Pace Lyrics

[ VERSE 1 ]



Pick up the pace, speed it up fast and faster



Keep the cuts crisp and clean, and then blast the



Bass till impact is unbearable



And I'ma do MC's somethin terrible



Cause I like to start shit off with a bang



Clichees and slang that no man can hang



With, the one your girl shares her putang with



And Jimmy's what a stick that thang with



You can't stand the pressure and pain when you're put in heat



You felt defeat, so you cheat and still couldn't beat



The vocal phenomenon, word is bond, the U's a don



I correspond and strike like a python



Fast and furious, foes find it frightening



The bass is thunder, rhymes strike like lightning



Kay on the set and Doc throw the samples on



Anyone who step in my path'll get trampled on



Save all the talk, keep it under your hat



You ain't sayin nothin slick, so go head with that



Or I take your space, replace your face, erase your trace



In case you wanna base, pick up the pace







[ CHORUS ]



	Ready, are you ready? (Are you ready?



	(Go off, go off)		--> Treacherous Three







[ VERSE 2 ]



I speak and peak a verbal crescendo



Play MC's like a game of Nintendo



Clear the board, and then switch the cartridge



Hold em hostage and fry em like a sausage



So this advice, I think you should take



Those who fake and flake face a break



For goodness sake, I go and flow, do a show solo



Touch the pro - hell no, you must be on alcohol



So keep your distance before you get your head flown



For tryin to touch a microphone when you shoulda known



Better, it's time to settle a vendetta



It ain't Y-o-u, it's one letter



I'm growin and flowin and hoein



And clockin dough and showin



I break backs like a wild Samoan



I freeze MC's and leave competetors comatose



Lyrics are so dope, the listeners overdose



But everytime I turn, another sucker bit



So I'ma drop em just for the fuck of it



The U comin first place in a race



While Kay deejay and play, I say: pick up the pace







[ CHORUS ]







[ VERSE 3 ]



It's like magic the way the rhyme flows



Smoother and smoother as time goes



On, soft and warm like the quiet storm



Cause this is poetry in the highest form



So check the technique, if you just said weak



Methods or efforts, then check till next week



You won't find one, son, cause there ain't none



Rhymes are artwork, now watch me paint one



Colorful rays in the shades of a rainbow



Can't estimate the rate of my brainflow



Is it fast or is it slow?



If you wanna know



Then pick up the pace







[ CHORUS ]







[ VERSE 4 ]



Straight off the top I step and then take yours



Money, your jewels, and even your girl's drawers



You took a loss, so learn to accept it



Cause if you were swift, then you woulda kept it



Rick holds the dustpan while I sweep up



Tired MC's that could not keep up



With rhymes the U kick, the pace is too quick



Rick with the suits and Kay with the chew stick



What I recite will keep the whole place hype



Raps are capsules, the mic is a basepipe



Inhale the smoke, one toke you choke



And bums look for crumbs when the mic is broke



Females slave and crave to get next to this



Lyrics I kick are fierce as the exorcist



Helter skelter, MC's run for shelter



Kay'll melt the belts, and I'ma swelter



Any MC who step in my face



Cause the rhymes are good to go, so yo, pick up the pace







[ CHORUS ]