Jump Around Ringtones

Well, I don't know where this road will take me But here we go The world awaits, I'll pull the weight Of a journey unknown An ode to the kingdom For we are not where we belong But we shall find freedom And run this super marathon Let's-a Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump up and down I'm stepping in into the sunshine Bombs away, bombs away! The rainbow road will bring me to fields of gold today That's okay with me An ode to the kingdom For we are not where we belong But we shall find freedom And run this super marathon Let's-a Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump up and down Here we, here we, here we go Here we, here we, here we go Here we, here we, here we go Here we, here we, here we go I've been dreaming about freedom Breathe in without worrying 'bout the things I'm leaving And I'll see them, I want to meet A couple like-minded people in a like-minded region If I'm unable to see the odyssey ahead of me A galaxy above the trees, just let it all, let it all be Superstars, they will lead the way to you The way to you To you To you (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump up and down Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump, jump around Jump up and down

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 yo 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 up touch 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'in, funk'in Amps it are junking And I got more rhymes than there's cops that at a dunkin Donut shop Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops I came to get down So get out your seats and jump around Jump around Jump up Jump up and get down. Jump I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your girl 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 on me you'll get burned If you come to battle bring a shotgun! But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to the death Try'in ta step to me you'll take your last breath I got the skill, come get your fill Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill 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 Jump Yo, this is dedicated To Joe, da flava, Dakota Grag yo bozac, punk

Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale of cotton Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale a day Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale of cotton Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale a day Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale of cotton Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale a day Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale of cotton Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale a day I saw 'skeeter on my head Blinked his eye, and I killed him dead Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch o'turnip Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch a day Gotta weed a patch of turnip Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch of turnip Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch a day I saw a gal in calico She tripped and fell, and she didn't say hello Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a mess o'greens Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a pot a day Gotta jump down, cook a mess o'greens Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a pot a day Gotta cook a pot a day Gotta spin around, spin around, jump down Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a pot a day Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a pot a day I got a pig who's nice and greasy All you ladies shake it easy Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail a day Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail a day Little Sally jumped down (woo) tote a pail o' water Little Joey jumped down (woo) tote a pail a day Little Sally jumped down, little Joey jumped down Gotta tote a pail o' water, gotta jump down, woo Tote a pail o' water Gotta jump down, woo-woo, tote a pail a day Gotta jump down, spin around, tote a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail a day I don't know but I've been told A gopher really don't live in a hole (he don't) Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail a day Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail a day Won't pick a pail of cotton (won't tote a pail o' water) Won't cook a mess of green (won't sweat a pail a day) Won't jump down, spin around, spin around, spin around Spin around, spin around, spin around Won't jump down, spin around, sweat of pail o' water Won't jump down, spin around, sweat a pail a day Won't jump down, spin around, sweat of pail o' water Won't jump down, spin around, sweat a pail a day

Yo THIS is for my Ninjas REAL ninjas Who ain't afraid to get loony Get LOONY! Get up, BITCH! Get Loony Pull it out, stab it in, let me begin Cut under the chin, fresh out the loony bin You don't want me to act up, punk better back up Swingin my axe everybody gets hacked up Get up, stand up, bloodying my hands up Can't control the feelin' here come a wig peelin I can chop a hater up even though I'm drunk Yo, I'll stab 'em in the eye and then take the punks home Freak show, funkin', bodies in the trunk'in Pull a drive by on the cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop, My hatchet go chop Guts hit the floor, I'm losin it and I won't stop I came here to clown, I came here to clown Lets get lunatic and jump around! Jump around Jump around Jump around, jump up and down like a clown GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY I'll serve your ass like a rabid chef If your girl steps up, I'll stab her to death Word to your mother, A scrub from the gutter That'll cut through your neck, hot knife through butter I turn the moon off and dance in the darkness Choke the life, right up out of your carcass I got sick jokes for you, there not fun Fuck you in the ass with a shotgun I plead insanity, and shout to the death Bet I bust a "WOO" with my last breath Tell me to chill, I don't think I will Cause when I shoot the shit, I shoot to kill I came here to clown, I came here to clown Lets get lunatic and jump around! Jump around Jump around Jump around, jump up and down like a clown GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig but I eat pig slop I swing a chainsaw through the brains and all Veins and jaws, slurp it all through a straw But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one torture and yo then I might switch It up up and around then buck buck ya down Put your head up and you wake up in the dawn of the dead I'm comin to get ya, My hatchet'll split ya Twist off your head and snap a picture with ya They found ya in a ditch and said that I bit ya But just like me it was the rythm that hit ya I came here to clown, I came here to clown Lets get lunatic and jump around! Jump around Jump around Jump around, jump up and down like a clown GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY Dedicated to the FBI In the ballsack PUNKS From the juggalos The "gang" Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY Jump, jump, jump Jump, jump, jump GET LOONY