Текст (слова) песни: House Of Pain - Jump Around Remix

Pack it up, pack it in

Let me begin

I came to win

Battle me thats a sin

I wont tear the sack up

Punk youd better back up

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

Get up, stand up, come on!

Come on, throw your hands up

If youve got the feeling jump across the ceiling

Muggs is a funk fest, someones talking junk

Yo, Ill bust em in the eye

And then Ill take the punks home

Feel it, funk it

Amps it are junking

And I got more rhymes than theres cops that are dunking

Donuts shop

Sure nuff I got props from the kids on the hill

Plus my mom and my pops

Chorus

I came to get down (2x)

So get out your seats and jump around

Jump around (3x)

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump (18x)

Ill serve your ass like john macenroe

If your steps up, Im smacking the ho

Word to your moms I came to drop bombs

I got more rhymes than the bibles got psalms

And just like the prodigal son Ive returned

Anyone stepping to me youll get burned

Cause I got lyrics and you aint got none

So if you come to battle bring a shotgun

But if you do youre a fool, cause I duel to the death

Try and step to me youll take your last breath

I gots the skill, come get your fill

Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill

Chorus

Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around

Im no clown, I get down

To the funk, listen to the wig out

And step to the rear, dear, cause Im here

The p to the e to the t e rockin

The runs in your stockin

So hon, put the lock in

Chillin with the house of pain

Blood stains the ground

Huh, I jump around

Im 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

Tryn to play me out like as if my name was sega

But I aint 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

Im coming to get ya, coming to get ya

Spitting out lyrics homie Ill wet ya

Chorus

Jump (32x)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: House Of Pain - Jump Around Remix Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin I came to win Battle me thats a sin I wont tear the sack up Punk youd better back up Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on! Come on, throw your hands up If youve got the feeling jump across the ceiling Muggs is a funk fest, someones talking junk Yo, Ill bust em in the eye And then Ill take the punks home Feel it, funk it Amps it are junking And I got more rhymes than theres cops that are dunking Donuts shop Sure nuff I got props from the kids on the hill Plus my mom and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up jump up and get down Jump (18x) Ill serve your ass like john macenroe If your steps up, Im smacking the ho Word to your moms I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the bibles got psalms And just like the prodigal son Ive returned Anyone stepping to me youll get burned Cause I got lyrics and you aint got none So if you come to battle bring a shotgun But if you do youre a fool, cause I duel to the death Try and step to me youll take your last breath I gots the skill, come get your fill Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill Chorus Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around Im no clown, I get down To the funk, listen to the wig out And step to the rear, dear, cause Im here The p to the e to the t e rockin The runs in your stockin So hon, put the lock in Chillin with the house of pain Blood stains the ground Huh, I jump around Im 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 Tryn to play me out like as if my name was sega But I aint 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 Im coming to get ya, coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics homie Ill wet ya Chorus Jump (32x) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Jump Around Remix: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/107/1/1895.html Все тексты песен: House Of Pain » House Of Pain - On Point » House Of Pain - Killa Rhyme Klik » House Of Pain - X-Files » House Of Pain - House Of Pain Anthem » House Of Pain - Put Your Head Out » House Of Pain - Top O` The Morning To Ya » House Of Pain - Jump Around » House Of Pain - Legend (Lethal Dose Remix) » House Of Pain - House of Pain Anthem » House Of Pain - Guess Who`s Back » House Of Pain - Jump Around Remix » House Of Pain - Work Is Bond » House Of Pain - Who`s the Man? » House Of Pain - No Doubt » House Of Pain - Third Stone From The Sun » House Of Pain - Come And Get Some O` This » House Of Pain - Where I`m From » House Of Pain - All My Love » House Of Pain - Still Got a Lotta Love » House Of Pain - Danny Boy, Danny Boy Рекомендуем скачать: » Рада и Терновник - Ты умрешь в этом городе » Руки Вверх - Назови его как меня » Руки Вверх! - Пионерская » Руслан Руф - Гренада » Русский размер - Звезда разлуки » Рената Олевская - Осень » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Мы из тех, что вопрос принимали порой за ответ... » Руки Вверх - Восемнадцать мне уже » Руки Вверх - Сахалин » Русский размер - Ангел дня » Раиса Нурмухаметова - У ней шикарная походка... » Руки Вверх! - Ты осталась одна » Раиса Нурмухаметова - А утро всё не наступало... » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РќРµ РћСЃС‚Р°РІР»СЏР№ РњРµРЅСЏ » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р”РµРІРѕС‡РєР°, РљРѕС‚РѕСЂР°СЏ РҐРѕС‚РµР»Р° РЎС‡Р°СЃС‚СЊСЏ » Рок-острова - Иван (Анна Воробей+Рок-Острова) » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - Р’РѕРґР°, РџРµСЃРѕРє » Р.Масюков - Арриведерчи, малышка » Руслан Шмаков - Мы сегодня смешны... Небольшая беда... » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РћС‡Р°СЂРѕРІР°С‚РµР»СЊРЅС‹Рµ Р“Р»Р°Р·РєРё
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