Ping Pong Song

Optimus Rhyme

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    P-I-N-G
    P-O-N-G

    P-I-N-G
    P-O-N-G

    P-I-N-G
    P-O-N-G

    P-I-N-G
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    Sipping perrier, playing ping pong
    Movin' up the ranks y'all
    Hey man you know there's nothin' wrong
    With the late night battle
    I always stay prepared
    Got my paddle in my backpack
    Challenger's beware.

    With the P-I-N-G
    Volley for the serve, hit it nice and easy
    See we got these regulations, for a tournament
    O.R.P.P.R.B., check the document

    I'll officiate, your event, keep it on the level
    Inspect the surfaces, arguments are settled
    Scrutinize the nets, keep 'em taut and snappy
    Rock the color commentary, keep the people happy

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    It's on. the day starts just before dawn,
    Brobot's on the front lawn, giving seminars
    On the finer arts like brutal back hand hits
    People linin' up, earnin' new certificates

    Check the merchandise, man Grimmy thought of everything
    Sweat bands up to grand champion rings
    It means that nobody leaves empty-handed
    Every last ball on the court's O.R.P.P.R.B. branded

    Demand from my sponsors is big and getting better
    See me at the match in my ping pong sweater
    In the locker room, lifting weights to get strong
    Sipping perrier, playing ping pong

    Ping Pong, step up to the table
    Ping Pong, with the ball in play
    Ping Pong, I don't care what you call it
    Step up to the table with the ball in play

    Ping Pong, step up to the table
    Ping Pong, with the ball in play
    Ping Pong, not once have I fallen
    Step up to the table with the ball in play

    What? Yo, they challenge me? To a sanctioned event?
    It went quick with the skunk, yeah love zero 6
    Top Spin smashes, stops them dead in their tracks
    You see the way I relax is winnin' ping pong matches
    Victories are comin' in batches
    When I practice, it's back hand --- back hand again
    Forehand, no return practice sideways spin
    The skin on my paddle's kinda floppy
    But it don't stop me, I'll win in any condition
    While you wishin' that you could scout out my style and try to copy

    I'm in Japan learning secret paddle positions
    I'm on a steady diet: sashimi to gohan
    I eat with my fingers consult the masters for advice:

    (MC Frontalot)
    You can excel, grasshopper, if you're willing to pay the price!
    Keep your eyes on the ball. Feel the paddle like a friend.
    You don't have to have telekinesis but pretend
    like you do. Aim the sphere around the court.
    Enter into the slow motion so that time & space distort.
    Make report with the paddle; pick pock how it go.
    Pop-lock as you wield it; feel the ball flow
    against the counter-currents of the motions you make.
    You might mistake it for a simple game of angles, but it ain't.
    Now taint the universe with the flavor of your game,
    tilt reality around the ball to shape the lane
    of its travel. But do not let it unravel fate:
    don't return a volley if it's already too late.
    It's unfair to your opponent how you move through air,
    how you throw away your paddle -- in the back pocket got a spare,
    how you dared him to serve before you got in the room,
    how he tried but the net cradled each as a womb.
    Now, assuming that you've got all my lessons ignored...

    See me at the Comfort Inn at the World Tour
    It's 4 a.m., I'm eatin' continental breakfast
    The competition don't expect this
    A new serve from Mr. Cyberman, an ace is unexpected
    I'm happy as long as my ladder post is protected
    Our gear's not the tightest, is all that we found
    That table might wobble but it don't fall down.
    We're in the locker room liftin' weights, gettin' strong
    Sippin' Perrier, playing ping pong

    Ping Pong, step up to the table
    Ping Pong, with the ball in play
    Ping Pong, I don't care what you call it
    Step up to the table with the ball in play

    Ping Pong, step up to the table
    Ping Pong, with the ball in play
    Ping Pong, not once have I fallen
    Step up to the table with the ball in play

    Every ball is branded, serve it left-handed,
    O.R.P.P.R.B., see the label and demand it
    It can get kinda crazy, you understand it
    It don't phase me, it's the just the way that we planned it.(4x)

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