Pack It Up, Pack It In, Let Me Begin, I Came To Win, Battle Me That's A Sin. I Won't Tear My Sack Up, Punk You Better Back Up, Try An Play The Role, And The Whole Crew Will Act Up Get Up, Stand Up, C'mon Put Your Hands Up, If You Got The Feelin, Jump Across The Ceiling. Muggs Let The Funk Flow, Someone's Talkin Junk Yo, I Bust Em In The Eye, Then I Take The Punks Ho Feelin, Funkin, Amps In The Trunk And I Got More Ryhmes Than The Cop's At A Dunkin, Donut Shop, Sure Enough I Got Props From The Kids On The Hill, And 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 3x

Jump Up, Jump Up And Get Down

Jump (chant 17x)

I'll Serve Your Ass Like John Mchenroe, If Your Girl Steps Up I'm Smackin The Ho. Word To Your Moms, I Came To Drop Bombs, I Got More Ryhmes Than A Bibles Got Psalms. And Just Like The Botical Son I Return, Anyone Steppin To Me You'll Get Burned Cause I Got Lyrics Which You Ain't Got None, If Ya Come To Battle, Bring A Shotgun But If Ya Do Your A Fool Cause I Do To The Death, Tryin To Step To Me You Take Your Last Breath. I Got The Skill, Come Get Your Feel, Cause When I Shoot, I Shoot To Kill. I Came To Get Down, I Came To Get Down, So Get Out Your Seat And Jump Around.
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I'm The Cream Of The Crop, I Rise To The Top, I Never Eat The Pig, Cause The Pig Is A Cop Or Better Yet A Terminator, Like Arnold Shwrezeneger, Trying To Play Me Out As If My Name Was Zeger. But I Ain't Goin Out Like No Punk Bitch, Get Used To One Style, Yo And I Might Switch It Up Up And Around Then Buck Buck Get Down, Put Out Your Head Then You Wake Up In The Dawn Of The Day. I'm Comin To Get Ya, I'm Comin To Get Ya, Spittin Out Lyrics, Homie I'm With Ya. I Came To Get Down, I Came To Get Down, So Get Out Your Seat And Jump Around.
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