Текст песни Smash Mouth Jump Around

Pack it up, pack it in let me beginВ
I came to win battle me that's a sinВ
I won't tear the sack upВ
Punk you better pack upВ
Try to play the role and yo the whole crew will act upВ
Get up stand up, stand up c'mon throw your hands upВ
If you get the feeling, jump across the ceilingВ
Once with the funk flow someone's talkin' junkВ
Yo I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks homeВ
Feel it, funk it, amps in the trunkВ
And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a dunkinВ
Donut shopВ
Sure 'nuff I got propsВ
Kids on the hill, plus my mom and my popsВ

I'll serve your ass like Jon MacEnroeВ
If your girl steps up I'm smacking the hoeВ
Words to your mom I came to drop bombsВ
Got more rhymes than the bibles got psalmsВ
And just like the Prodigal son I've returnedВ
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burnedВ
'Cause I've got lyrics But you ain't got noneВ
If you came to battle bring a shotgunВ
But if you do you're a fool 'cause I'll duel to the deathВ
Try to step to me and take your last breathВ
Got the skill come get your fillВ
'Cause when I shoot to give I shoot to killВ

I am the cream of the crop I rise to the topВ
I never eat a pig, 'cause a pig is a copВ
Or better yet a terminatorВ
Like Arnold ScwrezneggerВ
Trying to play me out as if my name was SegaВ
But I ain't going out like no punk bitchВ
Get used to one style yo and I might switchВ
Up up and around then buck buck ya downВ
Put out your head and you wake up in the dawn of the deadВ
I'm comin' to get ya, I'm comin' to get yaВ
Spitting out lyricsВ
Homie I'll wet yaВ