House OF Pain - Jump Around      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 crew will act up    Get up, stand up, come on! 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 punks home    Feel it, funk it   Amps it are junking    And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking    Donuts shop    Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill    Plus my mom and my pops       Chorus    I came to get down (2x)    So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x)    Jump up Jump up and get down.    Jump (18x)       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 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 I gots the skill, come get your fill    Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill       Chorus       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 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, coming to get ya    Spitting out lyrics homie    I'll wet ya       Chorus      Jump (32x),