Jump Jump Lyrics

[Intro]

Fuck that shit

I wanna see you jump

That's right, I wanna see you jump

Fuck em



[Verse 1]

I wanna see you jump

Stomping on a land mine

Welcome to the mind flu son

You can have my many challengers

Through the vine

Feeling entwined

High calibre babbler that you might find

One step away from the beggar in your cash line

Claiming that you spit gold

But through the brash light

Sweet it is to lie on the green grass

From the other side

Trying to look in at what he has

Slave to the weed back

Love girls but leave snacks

Not the kind of stain to be known in your next fax

This is hip-hop

All I got left

Through the page I express

"Loving you to the death"

Feeling blessed

Even though it seems like we're cursed

From the shadows of my heart;

Sometimes I see worse

So I burst

No longer concealing the rage

Fuck a reason the demon's released from the page



[Hook]

Yeah, I wanna see you jump (jump)

Bruck out don't beat up that chump (chump)

'Cause I'm getting sick of getting treated like a cunt

And the feeling is fucked

An' I'm building it up son

So, I think I wanna see you jump (jump)

Bruck out go beat up that chump (punk)



[Verse 2]

I'm sick to death of seeing her with a bag o' piss

And a train of thought about as empty as my pocket is

Been clocking his hip hop

And his shit sprouting

Don't run away

Still hear my old man shouting

Doubting the world since I first got double crossed

Double headed coin toss

And every triple love loss

But at what cost?

Now I'm right on the edge

Dark pictures in my head

Bish bosh now he's dead

Made me paranoid as fuck

And the weed don't help

At the gates of my destiny

Stone cold

I learned

It's the hell stones, help!

Thundering from the skies

For the sins I've committed

All the bacc

All the lies

Still high

But I'm gonna be exactly who I am

Start devising a plan

Middle finger to the man

Through the riddle I expand

Cause we all feel like this sometimes

A prisoner in our own minds



[Hook]

Yeah, I wanna see you jump (jump)

Bruck out don't beat up that chump (chump)

'Cause I'm getting sick of getting treated like a cunt

And the feeling is fucked

An' I'm building it up son

So, I think I wanna see you jump (jump)

Bruck out go beat up that chump (punk)



[Outro]

Naive on the beats

From a Scarecrow's perspective