Thats right, I wanna see you jump
Welcome to the mind flu son
You can have my many challengers
High caliber 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
Trying to look in at what he has
Love girls but leave snacks
Not the kind of stain to be known in your next fax
Through the page I express
"Loving you to the death"
Even though it seems like a curse
From the shadows of my heart;
No longer concealing the rage
Fuck a reason the demon's released from the page
Yeah, I wanna see you jump (jump)
Bruck out dont beat on that chump (chump)
Cos I'm getting sick of getting treated like a cunt
An' I'm building it up son
So, I think I wanna see you jump (jump)
Bruck out go beat up that chump (punk)
I'm sick to death of seeing her with a bag o' piss
And a train a thought about as empty as my pocket is
Been clocking his hip hop
Still hear my old man shouting
Doubted the world since I first got double crossed
And every triple love loss
Now I'm right on the edge
At the gates of my destiny
Its the hell stones, help!
Thunder in from the skies
For the sins I've commited
But I'm gonna be exactly who I am
Throught the riddle I expand
Cause we all feel like this sometimes
A prisoner in our own minds
Yeah, I wanna see you jump (jump)
Bruck out dont beat on that chump (chump)
Cos I'm getting sick of getting treated like a cunt
An' I'm building it up son
So, I think I wanna see you jump (jump)
Bruck out go beat up that chump (punk)
From a Scarecrow's perspective
@dakota-283 @luna-zylum @bko69er @derflaneur @boanerges20 🤪 Jump Jump by Leaf Dog