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Everlast( Erik Francis Schrody )
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Jump Around (Live)
Lyricist:Larry Muggerud, Erik Schrody
Pack it 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, yo, the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on Come on, throw your hands up If you've got the feeling, jump up, touch 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 punks home Feelin', funkin', Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's cops That at a dunkin' donut 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 around, jump around 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 smacking the 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 on me, you'll get burned 'Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none If you come to battle, bring a shotgun
But if you do, you're a fool 'cause I duel to the death Tryin' ta step to me you'll take your last breath I got the skill, come, get your fill 'Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
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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 Like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Tryin' 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, 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, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Jump, jump
Yo, this is dedicated to Joe Da flava, Dakota, grag yo bozac, punk
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