Jump Around Songtext
von Your Favorite Martian

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