Jump Around
house of pain"Jump Around" is a song by house of pain, released in 2006 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:10 long and contains 50 lines and 359 words.
Lyrics
0:24Pack it up pack it in
0:25Let me begin
0:27I came to win
0:27Battle me that's a sin
0:29I won't tear the sack up
0:30Punk you'd better back up
0:31Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
0:33Get up stand up come on
0:35Come on throw your hands up
0:36If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
0:38Muggs is a funk fest someone's talking junk
0:40Yo I'll bust em in the eye
0:41And then I'll take the punks home
0:42Feel it funk it
0:43Amps it are junking
0:44And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
0:47Donuts shop
0:48House Of Pain
0:49Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
0:51Plus my mom and my pops
0:53I came to get down
0:54So get out your seats and jump around
0:56Jump around
1:02Jump up Jump up and get down
1:05Jump
1:14I'll serve your a** like John MacEnroe
1:16If your steps up I'm smacking the ho
1:18Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
1:20I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
1:23And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
1:25Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
1:27Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
1:29So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
1:31But if you do you're a fool cause I duel to the death
1:34Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
1:39Cause when I shoot ta give I shoot to kill
2:12I'm the cream of the crop I rise to the top
2:14I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
2:17Or better yet a terminator
2:18Like Arnold Schwarzenegger
2:18Try'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega
2:21But I ain't going out like no punk b**ch
2:23Get used to one style and you know I might switch
2:26It up up and around then buck buck you down
2:28Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
2:30I'm coming to get ya coming to get ya
2:32Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya
2:39Jump
3:08Yo this is dedicated
3:10To Joe da flava Dakota
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 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 across 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 it funk it Amps it are junking And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking Donuts shop House Of Pain Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops I came to get down So get out your seats and jump around Jump around Jump up Jump up and get down Jump I'll serve your a** like John MacEnroe If your 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 to me you'll get burned Cause I got lyrics and 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 and step to me you'll take your last breath Cause when I shoot ta give I shoot to kill 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**ch 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 Jump Yo this is dedicated To Joe da flava Dakota
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