Songtexte Jump Around - The Hit Crew

Back it up, pack it in, let me begin
I can't no win, gotta me that's a sin
I won't tear my slack up, punk and then I back up
Try to play a run and get a whole crew a act up
Get up, stand up, come on, put your hands up
If you got the feeling, jump up towards the ceiling
Mum says I've gone for someone's fuckin' gum
But yeah I'll bust 'em in the eye, and then I'll take the punks
Feeling funkin', amps in the trunk
And I got more bombs than there's cops that are junkin'
Donut shop, sho' enough I got props
From the kids on the hill plus my mom and my pops

I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)
Jump, jump, jump, jump

I serve my John McEnroe
If your girl steps up, I'm smackin' her
Word to your mums, I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bodies got songs
And just like the Prodigal Son, I've returned
Anyone steppin' on me, you get burned
'Cause I got Jarhead but you ain't got none
If you bring your bottle, bring a shotgun (Shotgun)
But if you don't give a fool, kiss, adieu
Further death, tryin' to steps on me, you catch your last breath
I got the skill, come get your thrill
'Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to kill

I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)

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, I got a Schwarzenegger
Try to play me out like as if my name was Swaggart
But I ain't goin' out like no punk
Gettin' some one style, yeah well I might switch
It up, up and around, then bump, bump, get down
And nod your head and then you wake up and there's two of them dead
I'm comin' to get ya, I'm comin' to get ya
Spittin' out lyrics, homie I'll wound ya

I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Everybody jump)
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump
This one's dedicated to Joe "The Finest" Dakota
Grab your buzz saw, huh