187 on the Dance Floor

It goes somethin' like this

DJs turn wax, spin it somethin' like this

I murder the English language without risk

Sucka boys to tracks don't really spit like this

Take notes, my mind floats when I rip like this

On some black fist bitch, blow up the spot like this

Find women often do it softly like this

See everybody's killin' somethin' leavin' flatlines like this

Murderous music and then some

Stab your eardrum time and time again

Befriend a serial killer fresh out the pen

Spot me slow dancin' with the faces of death

Erasin' the rest until there's nothin' left

I'm dirty rottin' the complete opposite of fresh

Filthy mess with a sense of humor dark as my flesh

Starving artist, shrunk belly and bird chest

When we out on tour

187 On the dance floor

We comin' with the rhymes galore

187 On the dance floor

When you need someone to settle the score

187 On the dance floor

We leave the people screamin' for more

187 On the dance floor

It's so wonderful, you know how fresh we gets

Makin' the hits with this murderous twist

Killin' the has-beens, killin' the past tense

Flow with an accent of intellect and wit

Wise with the beats, swift with the feet

My lyrics lacerate like knife to beef

Bold in approach, global in coast

H2-2O, the flow my soul speaks

I never pick up trash, you can call me a litterbug

You should see me in the club when I do the jitterbug

I cut a rug, show love to LA fan club, hands up

Shrug your shoulders like you got dandruff

And while you're at it, check the verbal acrobatics

It's automatic you gon' want it but you can't have it

Male or female become addicts to the style that's so infectious

I'm shinin' like gold necklace 'round the neck of old school legends

When we out on tour

187 On the dance floor

We comin' with the rhymes galore

187 On the dance floor