Jump Around

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 better back up

Try and play the role and yo the whole crew will act up

Get up, stand up

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 punk's hoe

Feelin' funky

Amps in the trunk

And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin'

Donut shop, sure 'nuff

I got props from the kids from the Hill

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, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe

If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the hoe

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 I gots skill, come get your fill

'Cause when I shoot ta 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, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top

I'll 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, bitch

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, I'm coming to get ya

Spitting 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, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump

Everybody, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Haha

Your Favorite Martian

And some random cat

Doing it again in 2012

Album coming soon