Jump Around (House of Pain cover)

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'd better back up

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

Get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands up

If you've got the feelin' jump across the ceilin'

Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talkin' junk

Yo, I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks home

Feel it, funk it, amps it are junkin'

And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunkin'

Donuts shop, sure 'nuff 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 seats and jump around

Jump around, jump up and get down

Jump around, jump around

Jump up and get down

Jump up, jump up and get down

Jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump, jump

Jump, jump

I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe

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