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House Of Pain All My Love Back From The Dead Choose Your Poison Come and Get Some O Come and Get Some O This Come And Get Some O\' This Commercial 1 Commercial 2 Danny Boy, Danny Boy Earthquake Fed Up Fed Up Remix Feel It Guess Who Guess Who\'s Back Heart Full of Sorrow House Of Pain And The Rising Sun House Of Pain Anthem I Im a Swing It It Aint a Crime It Aint A Crime (UK Remix) It Ain\'t A Crime I\'m A Swing It Jump Around Jump Around Remix Keep It Comin Keep It Comin\' Killa Rhyme Klik Legend Legend (Extended Mix) Legend (Lethal Dose Remix) Life Goes On No Doubt On Point One For The Road Over There Shit Pass the Jinn Punch Drunk Put On Your Shit Kickers Put Your Head Out Runnin Runnin\' Up On Ya Salutations Same As It Ever Was Shamrocks And Shenanigans Shut the Door Still Gotta Lotta Love The Have Nots Top O Top O the Morning to Ya Top O\' The Morning To Ya What Where I Where Im from Where I\'m From While I Who Who\'s The Man Word Is Bond X Files X-Files

Jump Around Remix lyrics mp3 by House Of Pain 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 the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on! Come on, throw your hands up If you\'ve got the feeling jump across the ceiling Muggs is a funk fest, someone\'s talking junk Yo, I\'ll bust em in the eye And then I\'ll take the punks home Feel it, funk it Amps it are junking And I got more rhymes than there\'s cops that are dunking Donuts shop Sure \'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops [Chorus] I came to get down [2x] So get out your seats and jump around Jump around [3x] Jump up Jump up and get down Jump [18x] I\'ll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your steps up, I\'m smacking the ho Word to your moms I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the bible\'s got psalms And just like the Prodigal Son I\'ve returned Anyone stepping to me you\'ll get burned Cause I got lyrics and you ain\'t got none So if you come to battle bring a shotgun But if you do you\'re a fool, cause I duel to the death Try and step to me you\'ll take your last breath I gots the skill, come get your fill Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill [Chorus] Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around I\'m no clown, I get down To the funk, listen to the wig out And step to the rear, dear, cause I\'m here The P to the E to the T E rockin\' The runs in your stockin\' So hon, put the lock in Chillin\' with the House Of Pain Blood stains the ground Huh, I jump around I\'m the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop Or better yet a terminator Like Arnold Schwarzenegger Try\'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega But I ain\'t going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck buck you down Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead I\'m coming to get ya, coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics homie I\'ll wet ya [Chorus] Jump [32x]