Tekster:
Death Can Dance

for hits like hoes skeezin Prostitutes that can't shoot, yet you clock loot Dancesteps with the weak styles, but you look cute Bitch, that shit's wack Let Hammer dance

can't dance, ma show 'em how it's done Spazz like a goddamn Tas, yeah You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can

deaths and many days later many tears have been cry cried but in vain for tears can never erase the pain of death only time has that talent his hands

dawn Is calling you his way You watch the world exploding every single night Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light Say goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death

feel a chill Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away Skeletons dance, I curse this day And the night when the wolves cry out Listen close and you can

yo' innocent, gotta get to start, to handle niggaz, no slackin' lackin'. It's trackin', and if the dance vibe best, there's a dance vibe best, then he can

heavy metal for the black people, rock 'n' roll But it's hip-hop though, my drug music It's therapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it Nigga we infamous, ashes to ashes till death

Strained as love's become, it still amazes me And I would like to call it beauty Beauty, beauty, beauty You can keep it all locked up in your leaden chest Or you can

Check it We can go toe to toe with the blows to the temple (NOT) Not the Temple of Doom so make room for the Unamerican Caravan (who you down with?)