Jump Around?

Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin, I came to win Battle me? that's a sin Won't ever slack up, punk you'd better back up Try and play the role, yo, the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on throw your hand up If you've got the feeling, jump up touch the ceiling Muggs let's the funk flow, someone talk junk, yo Bust'em in his eye, take the punk's ho Feel it, funk it, amps in the trunkin Got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop, sure nuff' I got props From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pop [hook] I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat everybody, jump around Everybody jump around (x3) From town to town, from bed to bed It's like I said We jump around Everybody jump around I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe If your girl'd step up, I'd still smack that 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 they gettin' burned Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none So if you come to battle bring that shotgun But if you do you're a fool cause you know I duel to the death Step to me and take your last breath I gots the skill, come get your fill Cause when I shoot to give, I shoot to kill [hook] I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig less a pig is a cop Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger Try and play me out like as if my name was Sega But I ain't goin' out like no punk bitch Get used to one style - I might switch it up Up and around, buck buck you down Put out your head 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 [hook]