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 across the ceiling

Muggs has the funk flow
Someone's talking junk, yo
I'll bust em in the eye
And then I'll take the punk's ho

Feel it, funk it
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 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 a__
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 to me
You'll get burned

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
Trying to step to me
You'll take your last breath

I gots the skill
Come get your fill
'cause when I shoot the giff
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, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

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 b____
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
Homie, I'll wet cha

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

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