Jump Around

Get 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 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've got the feeling jump across 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 punk's hoe Feelin' funky Amps in the trunk And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donut shop, sure 'nuff I got props from the kids from 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 Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe 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 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 Try and step to me you'll take your last breath 'Cause I gots skill, come get your fill 'Cause when I shoot ta 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 Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I'll never eat a pig, 'cause a pig is a cop Or better yet a terminator Like Arnold Schwarzenegger Try 'n 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 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 Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump Everybody, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Haha Your Favorite Martian And some random cat Doing it again in 2012 Album coming soon