Jump Around Songtext
von Leo Moracchioli

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 the whole crewwill act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across theceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talkingjunk
Yo, I′ll bust em in the eye
And then I′ll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's copsthat are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure ′nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
I came to get down


So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down
Jump
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If your steps up, I′m smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible's gotpsalms
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 tothe death
Try and step to me you′ll take your lastbreath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down
Jump
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down
Jump