Soundtracks - Jump Around by House Of Pain lyrics

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 Mugs 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 in the trunk And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a "Dunkin Donuts" shop Sure enough 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 a** like John McEnroe 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 'Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none If you come to battle bring a shotgun But if you do you're a fool, 'cause I duel to the d**h Trying to step to me you'll take your last breath I got the sk**, come get your fill 'Cause when I shoot to give, I shoot to k** [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 Trying to play me out like as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk b**ch Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck buck get down Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead I'm coming to get ya, I'm coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya [Chorus] Jump [32x] Yo, this is dedicated To Joe, da flava, Dakota Grab yo bozac, punk