This is also a limpbizkit song - they included it as a secret track on Results May Vary. It's just a live version not a studio version, so technically the lyrics should go
"Who remembers the HOUSE OF PAIN?
I wanna bring out ma man Poe from Style Elements and ma man E-Z Rock from the Rock Steady Crew.
D'You like break-dancing baby?
Are you ready?
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 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 in KoRn
Plus my mom and my pops
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 bitch steps up
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms
And just like the Radical Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
Fuck yourlyrics cuase you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a...
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, man, get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
This is also a limpbizkit song - they included it as a secret track on Results May Vary. It's just a live version not a studio version, so technically the lyrics should go "Who remembers the HOUSE OF PAIN? I wanna bring out ma man Poe from Style Elements and ma man E-Z Rock from the Rock Steady Crew. D'You like break-dancing baby? Are you ready? 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 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 in KoRn Plus my mom and my pops
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 bitch steps up Word to your moms I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms And just like the Radical Son I've returned Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned Fuck yourlyrics cuase you ain't got none So if you come to battle bring a... 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, man, get your fill Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
Chorus
EVERYBODY JUMP - It's your last fuckin' chance!
We'll see ya next year baby!"
Get it right.
This is House of pain's song
This is House of pain's song