Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me, that's a sin
I won't ever slack up, punky, better back up
Try and play the role and you're the whole crew
We'll act up, get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands up
If you got the feeling, jump up past the ceiling
Monks, let's have fun, flow, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll bust them in the eye, and then I'll take the punks
Feeling funky, amps in the junk
And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a donkey
Donut shop, sure enough, I got rap from the kids
On the hill, plus my mom and my pops
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get down to your seat and jump around
Jump around
Jump around

Jump around
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Everybody jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
I'll serve, like John McEnroe
If your girl steps up, I'm snacking up
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got psalms
And just like the body of the sun, I've returned
Anyone stepping on me, you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics, but you won't hear them

You ain't got none, if you come to battle with a shotgun
But if you do, you're a fool, cause I'll do to the death
Trying to step to me, you take your last breath
I got the skill, come get your bill
Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot the kill
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get down to your seat 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 around
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig, cause a pig is a cop
I better get a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Tryna play me up like as if my name was Sega
But I ain't goin' out like no punk
Get used to one's ballet, yo, and I might switch it up
Up and around, then buck, buck it down
Put out your head and 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 want ya
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around, jump around
Jump around, jump around
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump

Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
Jump, jump, jump, everybody jump
To Joe, to Frank, to Koda
*** your bow and slash
Boom