Jump
Around
-
house
of
painPack
it
up,
pack
it
inLet
me
beginI
came
to
winBattle
me
that's
a
sinI
won't
tear
the
sack
upPunk
you'd
better
back
upTry
and
play
the
role
and
the
whole
crew
will
act
upGet
up,
stand
up,
come
on!Come
on,
throw
your
hands
upIf
you've
got
the
feeling
jump
across
the
ceilingMuggs
is
a
funk
fest,
someone's
talking
junkYo,
I'll
bust
em
in
the
eyeAnd
then
I'll
take
the
punks
homeFeel
it,
funk
itAmps
it
are
junkingAnd
I
got
more
rhymes
than
there's
cops
that
are
dunkingDonuts
shopHouse
Of
PainSure
'nuff
I
got
props
from
the
kids
on
the
HillPlus
my
mom
and
my
popsI
came
to
get
downSo
get
out
your
seats
and
jump
aroundJump
aroundJump
up
Jump
up
and
get
down.JumpI'll
serve
your
ass
like
John
MacEnroeIf
your
steps
up,
I'm
smacking
the
hoWord
to
your
moms
I
came
to
drop
bombsI
got
more
rhymes