Lyrics:

**lf**[Produced by DJ Muggs]**lf****lf**[Verse 1: Everlast]**lf**Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin**lf**I came to win, battle me, that''s a sin**lf**I won''t ever slack up, punk, you better back up**lf**Try and play the role and yo, the whole crew''ll act up**lf**Get up, stand up (C''mon!) c''mon, throw your hands up**lf**If you''ve got the feeling, jump up, touch the ceiling**lf**Muggs lets the funk flow, someone''s talking junk**lf**Yo, I bust him in the eye, and then I''ll take the punk''s ho**lf**Feelin'', funkin'', amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes**lf**Than there''s cops at a Dunkin'' Donuts shop**lf**Sho'' nuff, I got props**lf**From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops**lf**I came to get down, I came to get down**lf**So get out your seat and jump around!**lf****lf**[Chorus]**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump up, jump up and get down!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump!**lf****lf**[Verse 2: Everlast]**lf**I''ll serve your ass like John McEnroe**lf**If your girl steps up, I''m smacking the ho**lf**Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs**lf**I got more rhymes than the Bible''s got Psalms**lf**And just like the Prodigal Son I''ve returned**lf**Anyone stepping to me, you''ll get burned**lf**''Cause I got lyrics, but you ain''t got none**lf**If you come to battle, bring your shotgun (Shotgun)**lf**But if you do you''re a fool, ''cause I duel to the death**lf**Trying to step to me, you''ll take your last breath**lf**I got the skills, come get your fill**lf**''Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to kill**lf**I came to get down, I came to get down**lf**So get out your seat and jump around!**lf****lf**[Chorus]**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump up, jump up and get down!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump!**lf****lf**[Verse 3: Everlast]**lf**I''m the cream of the crop, I rise to the top**lf**I never eat a pig ''cause a pig is a cop**lf**Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger**lf**Try to play me out like as if my name was Sega**lf**But I ain''t going out like no punk bitch**lf**Get used to one style and yo and I might switch**lf**It up, up and around, then buck, buck you down**lf**Put out your head and then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead**lf**I''m coming to get ya, I''m coming to get ya**lf**Spitting out lyrics, homie, I''ll wet ya**lf**I came to get down, I came to get down**lf**So get out your seat and jump around!**lf****lf**[Chorus]**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump around! (Jump around!)**lf**Jump up, jump up and get down!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)**lf**Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!**lf**Jump!**lf****lf**[Outro]**lf**Yo, this is dedicated to Joe ''The Biter'' Nicolo**lf**Grab the Bozack, punk