Jump Around
Lyrics 
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
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Features Of This Song
hardcore rap influence
club rap roots
east coast rap roots
party jam style
beats made for dancing
explicit lyrics
boastin' lyrics
dark & deep beats
a bumpin' kick sound
an electric bass riff
subtle use of pianos
mellow piano timbre
subtle use of turntables
vinyl ambience
radio friendly stylings
a synth-acoustic sonority
prevalent use of groove
a dry recording sound
production and lyrics by famous rap artists

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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So get out your seats and jump around
I came to win, battle me, that's a sin
Anyone stepping on me, you'll get burned
Rap your bull's eye
Jump
Jump
This is dedicated to Joe Da Flava
I came to get down
Jump up, jump up
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
Get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands up
And get down
Put out your head then you wake up in the dawn of the dead
So if you come to battle, bring a shotgun
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
Jump
Jump around
I came to get down
Spitting out lyrics
It up up and around, then buck buck you down
So get out your seats and jump around
'Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
I came to get down
Donuts shop, sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the hill
Or better yet a terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
Jump
And get down
Jump
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got psalms
I'm coming to get ya
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
But if you do you're a fool, 'cause I duel to the death
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
Tryin' to play me out like as if my name was Sega
Jump
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs
Jump up, jump up
I'll serve your ass like John Macenroe
Feel it, funk it, amps it are junking
And just like the prodigal son I've returned
I got the skill, come get your fill
Publishers: IRISH INTELLECT MUSIC, MCA MUSIC PUBLISHING, SOUL ASSASSIN MUSIC, WB MUSIC CORP.
I won't tear the sack up, punk you'd better back up
Jump
Yo, I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks home
I'm coming to get ya
Jump around
If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the ho
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Songwriters: Larry Muggerud, Erik Schrody
Jump around
Jump around
Dakota
I never eat a pig, 'cause a pig is a cop
Jump
Plus my mom and my pops
Jump up, jump up
Homie I'll wet ya
Jump
Jump around
But I ain't going out like no punk, bitch
And get down
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
I came to get down
Tryin' to step me, you'll take your last breath
I came to get down
Try and play the role and yo, the whole crew will act up
'Cause when I shoot to give, I shoot to kill
I came to get down
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