Nykolette and I came to win, battle us that's a sin. We won't ever slack up, punk you better back up. Try and play the role and yo the goodgym crew'll act up. Get up, pack up (c'mon!) see'mon lift your boxes up If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling. We lift like a funk flow, someone's moving junk. Yo oh how the time just flies, when moving all the rumble. Feelin', funkin', amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes, than the books in the room down below But wait, we got no box, From the box on the hill, plus the others in the loft. We came to pack up, we came to pick up, 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!…

Inspired by House of Pain - Jump Around

....No jumping was involved.