Jump around, jump around
I never eat a pig 'cause a pig is a cop
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
Plus my mom and my pops
But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Jump, jump, jump
Feel it, funk it, amps it are junkin'
But if you do you're a fool, 'cause I duel to the death
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump
So get out your seats and jump around
If you've got the feelin' jump across the ceilin'
I'm no clown, I get down
'Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
'Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
Try'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega
Chillin' with the House Of Pain
Blood stains the ground, huh, I jump around
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
The P to the E to the T E rockin'
Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunkin'
So get out your seats and jump around
Get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands up
Jump up, jump up and get down
I gots the skill, come get your fill
To the funk, listen to the wig out
Jump, jump
So get out your seats and jump around
Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
Yo, I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks home
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
Jump, jump, jump
Jump around, jump around
I came to get down, I came to get down
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms
Jump, jump, jump
Donuts shop, sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Jump up and get down
So hon, put the lock in
I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
Jump around, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump
I'm comin' to get ya, comin' to get ya
Anyone steppin' to me you'll get burned
Jump, jump, jump
Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around
Spittin' out lyrics homie I'll wet ya
Jump up and get down
If your girl steps up, I'm smackin' the hoe
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump
Jump around, jump around
Jump around, jump up and get down
Jump up and get down
Jump around, jump up and get down
It up up and around, then buck, buck you down
And step to the rear, dear, 'cause I'm here
Jump, jump
And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
I came to get down, I came to get down
Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger
I came to get down, I came to get down
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talkin' junk
The runs in your stockin'
I won't tear the sack up, punk you'd better back up
Jump up, jump up and get down
