Jump Around [106 BPM] (Original Radio Version)

(Original Radio Version) - Remix Masters

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 yo 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 up touch 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

Feelin' funkin' Amps it are junking

And I got more rhymes than there's cops

That at a dunkin' donut shop

Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill

Plus my mom and my pops

I came to get down I came to get down

So get out your seats and jump around

Jump around jump around jump around

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump

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 on 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

Tryin' to step to me you'll take your last breath

I got the skill so come get your fill

'Cause when I shoot to give I shoot to kill

I came to get down I came to get down

So get out your seats and jump around

Jump around jump around jump around

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump

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

Tryin' 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 you 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

I came to get down I came to get down

So get out your seats and jump around

Jump around jump around jump around

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

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