Fred Durst's Intro) :
How many of you people remember the House Of Pain?
I wanna bring out
My man Poe, from Style Elevish
And my man Easy Rock
From the Rock-Steady Crew
You like break-dancing baby?
Are you ready?
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me, that's a sin
I won't ever slack up, punks you better back up
Try to play the role, and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, c'mon put your hands up
And if you get the feeling, jump across the ceiling
Least with the funk flow, man you talkin' junk yo
Bust 'em in the eye, and then I'll take the punks home
Feelin, f*ckin', amps in the trunk
And I got more ryhmes than the cops at a Dunkin Donuts shop
Soon enough I'll get props from the kids in KoRn plus my mom and my pops
Came to get down, came to get down, so get your a** up and jump around
C'mon, jump around
Jump around, get up!
Jump around, c'mon!
Jump up, jump up, and get down!
Jump (repeated 16 times)!
I'll sue your a** like John Mckenroe
If your b**h steps up....
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs
Got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms
Just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
If anyone's steppin' to me you get burned
F*ck your lyrics, cause you ain't got none
And if you wanna battle then bring a...
Well if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to d**h
Try to step to me, you take your last breath
I got the sk**, man I got your fill
Cause when I shoot, man, I shoot to k**
Came to get down, I came to get down
So get your a** up and jump around
C'mon. Jump around!
Jump around everybody!
Jump around, it's your last chance!
Jump up, jump up to get down!
Jump (repeated 16 times)!
Everybody jump!
We'll see ya next year baby