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Everlast( Erik Francis Schrody )
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Jump Around (Pete Rock Remix)
Everlast & House of Pain 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'd better back up Try an' play the role an' yo, the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands up If you've got the feelin' jump across the ceilin' Muggs lets the funk flow, someone's talkin' junk Yo, I'll bust 'em in the eye an' then I'll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it, amps in the trunk An' I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunkin' Donuts shop, sure 'nuff I got props From the kids on the Hill, plus my mom an' my pops
I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seats an' jump around Jump around, jump up an' get down, jump around Jump around, jump up an' get down Jump up, jump up an' get down
Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your girl steps up, I'm smackin' the ho Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the Bible's got 'Psalms'
An' just like the 'Prodigal Son', I've returned Anyone steppin' to me, you'll get burned 'Cause I got lyrics, but 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 an' step to me, you'll take your last breath I gots the skill, come get your fill 'Cause when I shoot to give, I shoot to kill
I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seats an' jump around Jump around, jump up an' get down, jump around Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Jump around, jump up an' get down Jump up, jump up an' get down
Jump, jump
Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around I'm no clown, I get down to the funk Listen to the wig out an' step to the rear, dear 'Cause I'm here
The P to the E to the T E rockin' The runs in your stockin', so hon, put the lock in Chillin' with the House Of Pain Blood stains the ground, huh, I jump around
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 goin' out like no punk bitch Get used to one style an' you know, I might switch It up, up an' around, then buck, buck you down Put out your head, then you wake up in the 'Dawn of the Dead'
I'm comin' to get ya, 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 seats an' jump around Jump around, jump up an' get down, jump around Jump around, jump up an' get down Jump up, jump up an' get down
Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump
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