ジャンプ・アラウンド Lyrics
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,
punk you better back up Try and play the role and yo the wholecrew`ll act up Get up, stand up (c`mon!
) see`mon throw your hands up If you`ve got the feeling,
jump across the ceiling Muggs lifts a funk flow,
someone`s talking junk Yo I bust him in the eye,
and then I`ll take the punk`s hoe Feelin`, funkin`,
amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes Than there`s cops at a
Dunkin` Donuts shop Sho` 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 seat and jump around!
Jump around!
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Jump up, jump up and get down!
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I`ll serve your ass like John Mc
Enroe If your girl steps up, I`m smacking the hoe 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 death Trying to step to me,
you`ll take your last breath I got the skills, come get your fill `
Cause when I shoot the gift,
I shoot to kill I came to get down,
I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around!
Jump around!
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Jump up, jump up and get down!
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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 Schwarzanegger Try 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 yo and I might switch It up up and around,
then buck buck you down Put out 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 I came to get down,
I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around!
Jump around!
Jump around!
Jump around!
Jump up, jump up and get down!
Jump!
Jump!
Jump!
Jump! (
Everybody jump) Jump!
Jump!
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Everybody jump) Jump!
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Everybody jump) Jump!
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Yo, this is dedicated to Joe "
The Biter" Nicolo!
Grab your Bozack, punk!
