murs
the dance
You didn't think me and El was comin like this Def Jux Motherfucker and we run this shit Got you all up on your keyboard stunnin and shit Oh you got a couple jokes now you funny bitch (HA HA) Have you laughin all the way to the bank On point make a cut like we holdin a shank Got it all up on ya back now you walkin a plank Try to do it like this but you drawin a blank Do it double time all up in yo face Like piranhas when you drop fresh meat in the tank Fell off of the game can't keep ya rank Mad cause you try to rock sweet but you ain't Been around no-will shit where crews peel clips Niggaz that kill for fun Wanna talk that ill shit sayin how you kill shit Bullets still in ya gun Koolaid in ya veins so now you gotta change clothes 'cause you pissed ya pants Saw me durango said you wanna tango Now this is the dance Where ya shoes at where ya crew at Claim you do gats but you do rap What you gonna bust a verse right before the guns burst Push ya girl on the ground so that you can run first Now you about to get rolled up hold up wait Just an emcee that was tryin to make cake Now you gotta gun all up in ya face All of a sudden found god like run and mase Thought it be fun to front on tape Now you wish you woulda have stuck to drum n' bass But you had to be hard on the boulevard When you never gang banged a day in ya town Try to be a manhuter the streets ain't a jungle gym nigga stop playin Around Lay it down  (Chorus: repeat 3X) This is the Dance! You don't wanna be late 'cause the moment won't wait betta get ya shit straight This is ya Chance! You don't have to be fake with a heart full of hate just try to say thanks  Murs fall up on the spot like what up bitch Approached the finest girl like shutup bitch Than I grab the microphone and I cut up kids Like a hot knife straight through a butter stick Now I'm in the spotlight about to rock all night Shot of tequila than a hot mamacita Who said she know to swallow but not margaritas Body on point so I follow the leader Need more tequila so I swallow the liter How can the night get sweeter (cant) So I passed out woke up do it again Won't neva roll up ya crew in the wind High velocity high viscocity slippin right pass your animosity Fans are constantly, askin me Who said what and who has beef My crew got stuck in we to musty So try to weigh it out with the truth laid out (stop the gossip) That's just played out there's more to ya life than underground rap What you waste all ya time and you wanna run it back All on the message board runnin ya yap At the end of the night only wanted to chat Now you know that you got issues That early in the morn you should look at some porn And jack off right in the tissue Than call it a night that's probley the life Go to sleep with the girl that you callin ya wife Wake up to the same shit different day Everybody onto work and they on the way Cause we all got bills and rent to pay Lent to the earth wasn't meant to stay So before I'm gone I wanna make a hit song that'll always get some play Got the homey el producto workin in the cut so what you got to say  (El-P) You wanna trace along the pattern of fair please rest I wanna pattern how the drum scheme mechanism I.D. jux breath commence fresh Test the mesh, metal on the chestplate tech Better wear the smile right, wanna frown like die right With a highlight primal fright in a prime life of a double ox razor blade fade like 88' It's the revenge on the whits and lazerface oh break two three God to analog monkey not me rock hard and shit The radio flyer kit, flyin with a boombox pack wit' clips Faggots wanna ratta tat tatter this And a PT cruiser he creed lucifer Here comes the booster bruiser, betta get used to losin movement They couldn't move like el, ox, murs, lif or bazooka tooth die so useless So use this tip that'll have a little truth in it like (poof) Deep space nine milli mechanism fist raise the roof again Who stays on a move that says Jukie with a shake ring catapult crawl through the trenches Revelation manifacture eat senses all city All compositive battle turn logic pretty All the hard edge tomorrow brings heads or home up in me come get me I'm for this shitty dizzy spinning lawless constant progress whose with me Fabolous thunder bird word nerd unda that tom pill shit Who heard kill quick And independent since 96' they still ride ya dick I refined the style with wild wit from an era with an automan mix Community watch groups enlist young kids Hit the road skippy I don't answer to you george bush or the war time committee Dumber than a mongaloid race movin shit With a heart of hell's tutelage bruisin shit Every time you make a move the industry start the new movement kid I'm not losin bitch Essentially on the edge of a generations new ruthlesness Who's in charge, take me to ya leader man stop the foolishness Cop the new shit bitch    