Текст (слова) песни: House Of Pain - 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 my sack up, 
Punk you`d better back up 
Try and play the role and 
Yo the whole crew will act up. 
Get up, stand up, come on throw your hands up, 
If you got the feeling jump up touch the ceiling, 
Muggs let`s the funk flow 
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 in the Dunkin 
Doughnut shops 
Show`em the fuck up props form 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 (16x) 
 
I`ll serve your ass like John MacEnroe 
If your girl steps up, I`m smacking the whore 
Word to your mom`s 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 the lyrics and 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 death 
Try and step to me, you take your last breath 
Cause i got`s the skill, come get your fill 
Cause when i shoot to 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 Schwarzenneger 
Tryin` to play me out like if my name was SEGA 
But i ain`t goin` out like no punk bitch 
Get used to one style and you know that i might switch 
It up up and around, then buck, buck you down 
Put up your head and 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)
 

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All My Love
Back From The Dead
Back From the Dead
Choose Your Poison
Earthquake
Fed Up
Fed Up (Remix) Featuring Guru
Heart Full Of Sorrow Featuring Sadat X
House of Pain Anthem
It Ain`t a Crime
Jump around
Killa Rhyme Klik
No Doubt
On Point
On Point (Lethal Dose Remix)
Over There Shit
Pass The Jinn
Same As It Ever Was
Shut The Door
Still Got A Lot Of Love
The Have Nots
Word Is Bond
X-Files