Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around
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'
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 b**h
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 comin' to get ya, comin' to get ya
Spittin' out lyrics homie I'll wet ya
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around, jump up and get down
Jump up, jump up and get down