house of pain‘s “jump around”:
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 better back up
try an’ play da role and yo the whole crew will act up
get up, stand up
come on throw your hands up
if you got da feelin’
jump up touch the ceiling
muggs lets the funk flow
someone’s talkin’ junk, yo
i buss ’em in the eye
and then i take the punks ho(me)
feeling funky, amps in the trunk and
i got more rhymes than there’s cops at a dunkin’
donuts shop, sure ’nuff i got props
from the kids on the hill and plus my mom and my pops
i came to get down, i came to get down
so get out your seats and jump around
jump around, jump around, jump around
jump up, jump up, and get down
jump (x18)
i’ll serve your a** like john macenroe
if your girl steps up i’m smacking da h*
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
cuz i got lyrics which you ain’t got none
if you come to battle with a shotgun
but if you do, you’re a fool
cuz i duel
to the death
tryin’ to step to me you’ll take your last breath
i got the skill, come get your fill
cuz when i shoot to give i shoot to kill
i came to get down, i came to get down
so get out your seats and jump around
jump around, jump around, jump around
jump up, jump up, and get down
jump (x18)
i’m da cream of the crop
i rise to the top
i never eat yo pig cuz your pig is a cop
or better yet a terminator, like arnold schwarzenegger
tryin’ to play me out like as if my name is sega
but i ain’t goin’ out like no punk b****
get used to one style and yo and i might switch
it up, up and around, and buck buck ya down
put out your head and then you 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 seats and jump around
jump around, jump around, jump around
jump up, jump up, and get down
jump (x32)