"Jump Around"
Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin I came to win Battle me that's a sin I won't tear the sack up Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on! Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk Yo, I'll bust em in the eye And then I'll take the punks ho
Feel it, funk it Amps it are junking And I got more rhymes than there's cops at the Dunking Donuts shop Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops [Chorus] I came to get down [2x] So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around [3x] Jump up Jump up and get down. Jump [18x]
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
http://
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I gots the skill, come get your fill Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to kill [Chorus]
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop Or better yet a terminator Like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Try'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck buck you down Put out your head
then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya, coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya [Chorus] Jump [32x] Yo, this is dedicated To Joe, da flava, Dakota Grag yo bozac, punk