Chords - v1

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, punk you better back up, Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll act up

Get up, stand up (c'mon!) throw your hands up, If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling

Muggs lifts a funk flow, someone's talking junk Yo I bust him in the eye, then I'll take the punk's hoe

Feelin',    funkin',    amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes Than there's cops at a Dunkin' 

Donuts shop Sho' nuff, I got props From the kids on the hill plus my mom and my pops

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! Jump! (Everybody jump)

Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!, Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump) Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!