The Dance

Let's Do It 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 like you walkin a plank Try to do it like this bitch you know how to blame 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 rob shit but you ain't Been around no bullshit where crews peel clips Niggas 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 Cuz 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 runnin mase Thought it be fun to spun on tape Now you wish you would have stuck to drum n' bass But you had to be hard on the blue ball When you never gang banged a day in ya town Try to be a man and run the streets and the jungle gym nigga stop playin Around Lay it down (Chorus: repeat 3X) This is the Dance! You don't wanna be late cuz I'm over on weight 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 by this 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 We sex than we swallow what? nine margaritas Body on point so I follow the leader Need more tequila so I swallow the liter How can life feel sweeter (can't) So I passed out rolled 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 fruit laid out (stomp the bastard) Thats just played out theres 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 thats 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 Lend 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 rap I wanna pattern how the drunk end mechanism I.D. jury breath commence fresh Test the match, metal on the chestplate tech Better win a smile right, wanna frown like god right With a highlight primal fright in a primal life of a double ox razor blade fade like 88' We hit advance from the whips and lazer face 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 the bazooka trooped in so useless So useless 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 Chick wanna shake ring hetero crawl thru the trenches Revelation manifacture eat senses or the city Or 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 all this cuff and progress whose with me Fabolous thunder bird word nerd unda that tom pill shit Who heard kill quick They been together since 96' they still ride ya dick I refined ya style while wild ways from an error with an automan mix Community watch groups and lace young kids Niggas don't skip me I don't answer to you george bush or the war time commitee Dumber than a mongulary race movin shit With a heart of hell scribblin bruisin shit Every time you make a move in the industry start the new movement kid I'm like lose it bitch Check the steam on the E with an edge of a generation new ruthlesness Who's in charge, check into ya leader man stop the foolishness Cop the new shit bitch