Tytuł: Jump Around

• Wykonawca: House Of Pain
• Wyświetleń: 953

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 home
  Feel it, funk it
  Amps it are junking
  And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are 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 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
  Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
  So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
  But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to the death
  Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
  I gots the skill, come get your fill
  Cause when I shoot ta give, 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