1.Jump Around
Pack it up pack it in let me begin
I come to win battle me that's a sin
I won't even slack up punk ya better back up try
And play the role and yo the whole crew'll
Act up get up stand up come on throw your hands up if ya got
The feeling jump up touch the ceiling
Muggs let's the funk flow someone's talkin' junk yo
I'll bust him in the eye then I'll take the punk's ho
Feelin' funky amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes
Then there's cops at a Dunkin Donut shop sure enuff got props
from the kids on
The hill plus my mom and pops
Came to get down I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around
＊＊＊ Jump around jump around jump up jump up and get down
I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe
If your girl step up I'm smackin' the ho
Word to your mom I came to drop bombs
Got more rhymes then the bibles got psalms
I and just like the prodigal son I've returned
Any one stepping to me will get burned
Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got nono
If you come to battle bring a shotgun
But if ya do you're you're a fool cuz I duel to death
Trying to step to me ya take your last breath
I got the skill come get your fill
Cuz when I shoot the gift I shoot to kill
I came to get down I came to get down
So jump out your seat and jump around
I'm the cream of the crop I rist to the top
I never eata pig cuz a pig is a cop
Or better yet a terminator like Arnold Schwartzenegger
Trying to play me out like as if my name was Sega
But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Get use to one style and yo and I might switch it up
Up and around then buck ya down
Put out your head and then ya wake up in the dawn of the dead
I'm coming to get ya I'm coming to get ya
Spittin out lyrics homey I'll wet ya
I came to get down I came to get down
Get out your seat and jump around
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