The Art Of Getting Jumped

I WAS..

[Pos]

.. on my way, to the disco

You know the club, Maseo was rockin rub that night

Midnight to four, name at the door

but the whole crew I can get in as well

So I got on my cell, called my nigga C. Smith

Let this be a jam that we need not miss

Yeah Im already en route, no doubt

Might even jump up on the mic

to make sure that this partys turned out

And we some punctual types, on time, look for the line

to stand we find girls screamin the blues

Miscellaneous shoes everywhere

Yo Mase, what happened here?

(Go Brooklyn!) Yo Brooklyn, yall know the rules

Bump ?? people and out come the tools

Aint been a fair fight since the creation of crews

and thats why them dudes hearts all pumped

Done closed the club down,

cause one of they niggaz got jumped

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

Uh-huh, you heard the hook

No matter you Braveheart or shook

You can catch a bottle from the right, tap to the left

Kicks to the mids relievin you of breath

I seen it done sloppy, seen it organized

Some saw it comin and for others it was SURPRISE

Catch a swollen eye and blood loss, courtesy of the

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

[Dove]

Yo! When they put the contracts out, bats and chairs included

Chicks can get into it - specially pretty broads

My New York City dawgs seem to master the art

When you hear the (WHOO!) thats when the bullshitll start

It only takes a second less you got on ice

Just for wearin your chain in they club, theyll beat you twice

Served with fried rice, you get a can of whoop ass

My only advice is dont fall and book ass

For the nigga who slip, dont fall in a position

where your lipll catch a hickie (girl theyll fuck your mascara)

Shoot, go and ask Tara, just for havin good hair

man they left her ass cute, pulled it dead out the roots (ARRRGH!!)

Its never one or two of em, they headin out in troops

Timbos, hoodies loose over jumpsuits

Waitin for the first vic to disrespect

Catch a double-dutch rope around your neck in the midst of the

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

[Pos]

Its schematically plotted out to break hearts and bodies

and ya best believe we came to party

Dont cause trouble but still can find double the crew

against you and your peeps and leap-like-frogs on ya

for reasons like - not in the right part of town

actin like you wore a crown

Some occasions long and mean to earn the right

to throw signs wearin only one color scheme

And bein positive is no exclusion

Thats an illusion - you can still catch contusions

for flossin your hard-earned shine

Im talkin games ?? ?? the longest

then its some other niggaz time

Youll get beat out of your mind just for rage

Shit my black ass almost got pulled off stage

Just for holdin it down on the mic, you could be talkin,

Black people unite, and still catch a lump from the

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

** Jump, jump, jump to it! **

[Maseo]

Yo, its this joint, called the art of getting jumped

We had to put this one on the album yknow?

Yeah - this is dedicated

to them punk motherfuckers out in Germany

That Turkish gang that jumped me up in the fuckin club

Tried to knock me senseless

They just couldnt get me though

Thats why I second round outside on em

Pull out some fuckin guns - punk bastards

and thats why my ass was hidin under the bridge (HAHAHAHA)