Chords for House of Pain - Jump Around (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
81.675 bpm
Chords used:
E
Em
B
A
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Key:
E
Em
B
A
Bm
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Em
B
[Bm] The House .
[B] .
[A] of [D] [N] Pain is in effect y'all I say the House of Pain is in [A] effect.
[B] You know the House of Pain is in effect y [C]'all And anyone that steps up is getting wrecked .
[C#] [E] .
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Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin.
King Nguyen, battle me, that's a sin.
I won't ever slack up, punk it better back up.
Try and play the role and y'all the whole crew will act up.
Get up, stand up, I'll buckle your hands up.
You got the feeling, jump across the ceiling.
Moms with the funk flow, someone's talking junk.
Yo I bust them in the eye, and then I'll take the punks home.
Feeling funky, I am tuna junk and I got more drums.
In this cop's head a junkie, gonna chop, show nuff.
I got thots from the kids on the hood with my mom and my pop.
I can't make it down, I can't make it down.
So get down to your seat and jump around.
Jump [Em] around, jump around, jump around.
[E] Jump up, jump up and get down .
I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe.
If your girl steps up, I'm smacking her home.
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs.
I got more rhymes than a bottle cap's arms.
And just like Tobotic with Sun, I've returned.
Anyone stepping on me, you'll get burned.
Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none.
If [C#m] you come up I don't bring a shotgun.
But if you do [Em] you're a fool cause I do to the dab.
Tryna set you up, you take your last breath.
I got the skill, come get your fill.
Cause when I shoot the gif I shoot the kill.
I came to get down, I came to get down.
So get down to your seat and jump around.
Jump around, jump around, jump around.
[E] Jump up, jump up and get down.
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump .
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top.
I never eat the pig cause a pig is a cop.
My very own terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Tryna play me up like you said my name was Sega.
But I ain't throwin' up like no pro bitch.
Get used to ones ballet when I'm my switch.
And I'm buffin' around, and buff buff get down.
Put out your head and then you wake up in the dawn of the dead.
I'm comin' to [Em] get ya, I'm comin' to get ya .
[E] [Em] .
[E] .
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Spitting out lyrics, homie, I want you.
I came to get down, I came to get down.
So get down to sleep and jump around Jump around .
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[B] .
[A] of [D] [N] Pain is in effect y'all I say the House of Pain is in [A] effect.
[B] You know the House of Pain is in effect y [C]'all And anyone that steps up is getting wrecked .
[C#] [E] .
.
.
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin.
King Nguyen, battle me, that's a sin.
I won't ever slack up, punk it better back up.
Try and play the role and y'all the whole crew will act up.
Get up, stand up, I'll buckle your hands up.
You got the feeling, jump across the ceiling.
Moms with the funk flow, someone's talking junk.
Yo I bust them in the eye, and then I'll take the punks home.
Feeling funky, I am tuna junk and I got more drums.
In this cop's head a junkie, gonna chop, show nuff.
I got thots from the kids on the hood with my mom and my pop.
I can't make it down, I can't make it down.
So get down to your seat and jump around.
Jump [Em] around, jump around, jump around.
[E] Jump up, jump up and get down .
I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe.
If your girl steps up, I'm smacking her home.
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs.
I got more rhymes than a bottle cap's arms.
And just like Tobotic with Sun, I've returned.
Anyone stepping on me, you'll get burned.
Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none.
If [C#m] you come up I don't bring a shotgun.
But if you do [Em] you're a fool cause I do to the dab.
Tryna set you up, you take your last breath.
I got the skill, come get your fill.
Cause when I shoot the gif I shoot the kill.
I came to get down, I came to get down.
So get down to your seat and jump around.
Jump around, jump around, jump around.
[E] Jump up, jump up and get down.
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump .
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top.
I never eat the pig cause a pig is a cop.
My very own terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Tryna play me up like you said my name was Sega.
But I ain't throwin' up like no pro bitch.
Get used to ones ballet when I'm my switch.
And I'm buffin' around, and buff buff get down.
Put out your head and then you wake up in the dawn of the dead.
I'm comin' to [Em] get ya, I'm comin' to get ya .
[E] [Em] .
[E] .
.
.
.
Spitting out lyrics, homie, I want you.
I came to get down, I came to get down.
So get down to sleep and jump around Jump around .
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.
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