Jump Warm

by L&R

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1.	Jump 01:53	lyrics
Well I command you to jump up high Jump up in the sky with me and Bri Jump further yeah jump jump Do it real high up like pump up jump what Do it – I’m jump emcee jump real bad beat Oh also hardcore jumping jeep Jump everywhere: up there, up down, nowhere All around, in here, outside, go there Jump up with a hop, go sock with a jump And it’s spelled with a “J” like the word jug I’m Jumpmaster B jump faster bass catcher Jump like a frog. Now jump more nasty Go jump out the window, jump on the floor Now scrape off yourself, go jump some more Jump – might as well jump Jump like you’re gonna dunk Jump high in the sky Jump like you wanna fly J - U - M - P Pounce: take a giant leap Hop, bound, skip, spring Everybody sing Jiggity jump for my love When you’re at the pub, at the club, or the rub-a-dub Back it up – jump – pumps and a bump What the fuck – you don’t thump that, chump You better get up in the air Jump all around like you just don’t care Bounce, abound: get up off the ground If you wanna get down then jump now
2.	Little Boys in the Hood 01:58	lyrics
Well when I’m on the mike, you know I get funky I rock to the beat and make a lotta money I’m always in the house: rockin’ to the beat Makin’ everybody dance hard in the street Super extra hard on the mike with class I make the party get up and make it dance Dance to the beat – rock the beat Listen to my rap: you know it’s tasting sweet We’re the little boys in the big bad ’hood Girls wanna jock cuz they know we look good Livin’ on the next fat government check When I pull out the TEC-9, hit the deck 4 foot 8, ten years of age 90 pounds of angst, hate, and rage Wait: 92, if you include my braids Or 94 if I pack the 12 gauge Rifle – cuz I gotta be safe Livin’ in the ghetto where the women get raped And the crack rock’s sellin’ up a storm on the block Cuz the cops don’t come: they don’t wanna get shot I’m a little boy in the ’hood with a good rap Papa don’t call back, mama’s on crack Little brother got shot, and we sold my sister But that’s OK – we don’t miss her
3.	Warm It Up 01:59	lyrics
Warm it up – warm it up real hot, y’all Warm it up – warm it up to the top, y’all Get on the dance floor, dance to the beat Cuz the beat is like on your feet Supersonicalifragilisticaluminal I am on the mike, I am super like Super Bowl Warm warm warm – warm it up Drop to the top, drop down back up Now we got a dope beat, listen to the hope beat Listen to the cold heat warm it up: don’t freeze Warm it up really hot – golden cup: take a shot Roll in my Chevy and at the levy we stop Cuz I got a phone call, and the girl won’t stall And I really wanna get up in them drawls Yo, baby, where you stay Don’t move: I’m on my way Drivin’ drivin’: goin’ to the five and dime And I can’t waste time Gotta pick it up while the pickin’ is prime Yo, baby, lookin’ fine Let me warm it up a notch Pour you out a drink of scotch Yo ho, there we go Whoa, wait a second – no Everybody take your chance – dance Get up on the girl with the tied off pants Right up in the front, you can feel the bliss Is it warm yet? Yes it is
4.	The Way of Rhyme 01:23	lyrics
The way of rhyme Yeah, y’all have a good night I’m rhyming, ripping and roaring Zipping, flipping, exploring, mathematically controlling Every frozen good rhyme to the beat now Rock now, shop now Everybody buy a baseball Everybody listen to my tape now It’s the way of the rhyme, the rhyme of the way You either obey the way or pay dearly – don’t play And listen up – I gotta say it again The way of the rhyme could be your enemy or your friend I would embrace the way, if I could have my say If you stray from the way, it will come out gay Like, for instance, check out this line right here That should end with “ear” but ends early It’s the way of the rhyme, I designed this line To define in due time All I know – but I’m skeptic tho So the line I designed says nothing – let’s go Wango Tango Lonzo Gonzo We stick together like Shonto Ponto
5.	Bad Dream 01:28	lyrics
When I’m on the mike, y’all better step back Cuz here is a real bad dream I had First, when I woke up in my room I was in a real gloomy mood Yeah now I rock the mike real better Lighter than a rock but heavier a feather Rock to the beat with a dreamy flow Yeah now I go for what I know And I know how to rap, so I’ll rap some here Let’s all go to sleep and dream of beer I had a bad dream: super bad, sad dream I was a mad teen wearing fad clothing Rock on, rock on – keep it real I pack cold packs cold as steel Have you ever had a real bad dream Where you wake up and start to scream As you tremble from the awful scene Dreams are reality while you’re asleep And that’s word – second and third, you ain’t heard When I fly but you’re stuck inside like cave birds Trappin’ you down in the dark Nothin’ to flicker the spark Makin’ the fin of the shark Scatter your walk in the park Spooky – you named your first tape Dookie Sippin the Saki in my Samurai Suki Radio Raheem was shot by Mookie Shake & bake all you want, you can’t juke me
6.	You Can't Stop the Bum Rush 01:52	lyrics
B to the U to the R - M - F It’s the bum rush you can’t stop no yes It’s the bum rush you can’t stop no quit I’m swinging aluminum bat no hit I’m the B to the U to the rushing thru I’m the smash to the blood to the cut right thru I’m going bananas like a tropical tree I’m the U can’t stop to the rush to the B Slamming the door, we got divorced I got the floor – she got the Porsche It’s the bum rush some say you can’t stop With a handle for hand handling the knob Yo, step off, boy – got a style that’s fresh It’s a running and jumping on top of the desk And pulling out a howitzer rifle Magnum V-1 missile projectile You can’t stop the bum rush: no one can A large rush of bums overtook our land Some dirty, some clean or in-between It’s the biggest rush of bums I done seen It’s surreal – bums you can touch and feel White bums and black bums are packin’ steel And they’re rushing – people are dying, blood gushing Bum rush – you can’t stop bums, they’re disgusting Bum bum bum to the bass drum It’s a bum rush, not a hum rush – what are you, dumb We called the cops but they won’t come Cuz they know the scum from the bum stinks like the slum So look out for Russian bums Puerto Rican or Swedish, even Haitian bums You can’t stop the bum rush: don’t bother trying Or you’ll get rushed by the bums and found dying
7.	Jump (Extended Mix) 01:35	lyrics
Now I go out more with commanding Jump to the jump up really go much high: no standing Jump now, really high Jump up, pump up thou volume, thy Knob – high rock ten-volt jump shock High rock ten sob 50 more volume remix Jump shock sock the jump real higher styler Now writer flyer hair dryer Jumping water jump pond scum Right down pad frog wild jump Jump high in the sky Jump like you wanna fly Jump might as well jump Jump like you’re gonna dunk Hop bound skip spring Pounce take a giant leap J - U - M - P Everybody sing Jiggity jump for my love When you’re at the pub, at the club, when I rub-a-dub When I bounce, abound: get up off the ground If you wanna get down then jump now You better get up in the air Jump all around like ya just don’t care Back it up, jump – pumps and a bump What the fuck – you don’t thump that, chump Hump around like Bobby Brown On the rebound, redound, goin’ downtown Where the party’s at – extended mix For the club where ya jump when ya bump the chicks
8.	I Missed the Bus 01:35	lyrics
I was runnin’ outside, down to the park and Then the bus came by, goin’ with a spark and When I cold jumped to the door just shut When I found out later, when I found I’m cut Now I’m runnin’ to the bus, never givin’ up now Goin’ downtown, runnin’ with a flame out now Goin’ super fast, runnin’ like a blast from a flask Only runnin’ with a shoe I gotta tie when I’m in class Now I’m runnin’ down the street – pumpin’ to the beat Sayin’ trick or treat to everyone I meet Goin’ to the street – movin’ with my feet Pumpin’ to the beat, to say a trick or treat Now I’m in the run now down to the bus stop Goin’ to the bus, really walkin’ more fast cop Givin’ me a ticket runnin’ fast now to the beat To the street, fast now to the heat, to the G Summertime fun, really get the job done When I’m goin’ to the bus ride, really gotta run Goin’ super fast, runnin’ like a blast from a flask Only runnin’ with a shoe I gotta tie when I’m in class Shrieking at the top of my lungs, I yell: Stop Runnin’ like a criminal runnin’ from the cops I ran down the street and waved my hands high The bus would not stop, no matter what I tried Thus I missed the bus – fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck I was so pissed, I cussed Then I traveled my thoughts for an alternative path I gotta get there fast or I’ll be late for math Bein’ that I am a little boy in the ’hood And an inspiring criminal that is up to no good I pulled a jack move, and I stole a car I thought I would drive to school – it’s not far But it seems that I overlooked my limited height So I could not reach the pedals on the floor inside So I had to cold walk to class And arrived about one hour late and failed math
9.	Outro 01:28	lyrics
Outro, outro Really nice outro Yeah, it’s an outro Really nice outro Going going gone, yo Outro yawn, yo Going going gone, yo Bad to the baño I’m back and I’m here to say I’m Tricky B and that’s my name With an outro, outro Big bad outro Song ten outro Time to go-tro Funky funky baby monkey Really lumpy soup or jumpy with a donkey Outro Really nice outro Outro, outro Listen to the count go 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 Gonna have a gun war Cyclone catacomb, white phone, black phone Put em in attack mode – drivin’ down the back road Fast – real fast: can you feel the whiplash Lookin’ for the bypass, stickin’ to the task On the outro, goin’ out Never doubt what about – turn em out Fair play – all the way to the top Don’t stop – can you feel the beat drop I’m a little teapot livin’ in the treetop Goin’ to the weed spot Over by the beat shop Never what I need not Anything I need got