Jump Around - 30 Years Remaster

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Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
 I came to win, battle me, that's a sin
 I won't ever slack up, punk, ya better back up
 Try and play the role and yo, the whole crew'll act up
 Get up, stand up
 (C'mon) c'mon, throw your hands up
 If ya got the feelin', jump up towards the ceilin'
 Muggs let the funk flow, someone's talkin' junk
 Yo, I bust him in the eye
 And then I'll take the punk's hoe
 Feelin', funkin', amps in the trunk
 And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' donuts shop
 Sho' nuff, I got props from the kids on the Hill
 Plus my mom and my pops
 I came to get down, I came to get down
 So get out your seat and jump around
 Jump around
 Jump around
 Jump around
 Jump up, jump up, and get down
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe
 If your girl steps up, I'm smackin' 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 steppin' on me, you'll get burned
 'Cause I got lyrics, but you ain't got none
 If ya come to battle, bring a shotgun (shotgun)
 But if you do, you're a fool, 'cause I duel to the death
 Tryin' to step to me, you'll take your last breath
 I got the skill, come get your fill
 'Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to kill
 I came to get down, I came to get down
 So get out your seat and jump around
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump up, jump up, and get down
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the left)
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the left)
 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
 Tryin' to play me out like as if my name was Sega
 But I ain't goin' out like no punk bitch
 Get used to one style and yo, and I might switch
 It up, up and around, then buck, buck ya down
 Put out ya head and then ya wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
 I'm comin' to get ya, I'm comin' to get ya
 Spittin' out lyrics, homie, I'll wet ya
 I came to get down, I came to get down
 So get out your seat and jump around
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump up, jump up, and get down
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 Yo, this is dedicated to Joe "The Biter" Nicolo (steady on the right)
 Grab the bozack, punk (steady on the right)
 (Steady on, steady on the right)
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the right)
 
 Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
 I came to win, battle me, that's a sin
 I won't ever slack up, punk, ya better back up
 Try and play the role and yo, the whole crew'll act up
 Get up, stand up
 (C'mon) c'mon, throw your hands up
 If ya got the feelin', jump up towards the ceilin'
 Muggs let the funk flow, someone's talkin' junk
 Yo, I bust him in the eye
 And then I'll take the punk's hoe
 Feelin', funkin', amps in the trunk
 And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' donuts shop
 Sho' nuff, I got props from the kids on the Hill
 Plus my mom and my pops
 I came to get down, I came to get down
 So get out your seat and jump around
 Jump around
 Jump around
 Jump around
 Jump up, jump up, and get down
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe
 If your girl steps up, I'm smackin' 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 steppin' on me, you'll get burned
 'Cause I got lyrics, but you ain't got none
 If ya come to battle, bring a shotgun (shotgun)
 But if you do, you're a fool, 'cause I duel to the death
 Tryin' to step to me, you'll take your last breath
 I got the skill, come get your fill
 'Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to kill
 I came to get down, I came to get down
 So get out your seat and jump around
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump up, jump up, and get down
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the left)
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the left)
 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
 Tryin' to play me out like as if my name was Sega
 But I ain't goin' out like no punk bitch
 Get used to one style and yo, and I might switch
 It up, up and around, then buck, buck ya down
 Put out ya head and then ya wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
 I'm comin' to get ya, I'm comin' to get ya
 Spittin' out lyrics, homie, I'll wet ya
 I came to get down, I came to get down
 So get out your seat and jump around
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump around (jump around)
 Jump up, jump up, and get down
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the right) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Steady on the left) Jump, jump, jump, jump!
 (Everybody jump) Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
 Yo, this is dedicated to Joe "The Biter" Nicolo (steady on the right)
 Grab the bozack, punk (steady on the right)
 (Steady on, steady on the right)
 (Steady on the right)
 (Steady on the right)
 

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Duration
03:38
Key
4
Tempo
107 BPM

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