Everlast - Jump Around (Live) lyrics

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 yo 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 up touch 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'in, funk'in Amps it are junking And I got more rhymes than there's cops that at a dunkin Donut 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 (17x) I'll serve your a** like John MacEnroe If your girl 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 on me you'll get burned Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none If you come to battle bring a shotgun! But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to the d**h Try'in ta step to me you'll take your last breath I got the sk**, come get your fill Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to k** 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 b**h 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) Yo, this is dedicated To Joe, da flava, Dakota Grag yo bozac, punk