Luyện nghe bài hát Dance or die

(Hit man)

Let's take a try to grip the fantasy
And I'm a get you hip to how dance can be
Seem kind a crazy when I check it in
I went berserk kind a jeckyl and hyde like
Two years ago I on a rampage
I slipped lost grip started ripping the stage
People me my head kind a wizzing
What a ___ dilemma and wizard (hit man)
the sound of music and I opened my eyes up
Theirs people all me so yo I better rise up
A couple of guys grabbed me and he to me lets go
You're the new wardon of the flower death row
New row a what do who do wo dippide oop da da hoop who the are you
They told me who they were me what my new job was
I thought for a second and said yea kind a fly 'cause
So to you that just holding the walls up
You're messing up the party and I'm getting called up
You get your butt to the floor with the quickness
Or let the crowd bear

(you are dead) (hit man)

Now I doing my thing in the underground
I wear all black I'm sort of like a now
I don't eat or and I don't like light
I just wall flowers I'm a man of the night
I walk the club with a gun and a blackjack
My cap around backwards party hats on my pack
I always try to keep a look out for the sleeper
And when I peep a sleeper then I'm the grim
In to the bottomless pit they plungin
Down with the other deep in my dungeon
And if I harm ya its for your behaviour
No knight in shining is coming to save ya
You can't get but yo you try to run son
You the electric boogaloo with my stun gun
Then you go to lonely and tied up
And plus the stun gun your arm all fried up
Somebody said my power went to my a bit
I wish that I could find the sucker that said the __
I wanna torch em up punish them through the
Put em in the dungeon with a of vanilla ice
I'm in control like
Ya stand it
I'm like a fire don't fan it
The of a mad man seen through the windows of my eyes
or die

(you are)
(dead)
(hit man)

You don't wanna dance you just wanna out cat
Well come into the club and it's a up death trap
I'm a mad scientist chillins a no no
Psycho straight up loco
Taking the life of any sucker stand around
I spot em in the chillin then I'm a lay em down
So call the ambulance to and just take em away
Ah get a hearse we d o a
An eye for an eye a tooth for a
A buckshot for a booty than getting loose
A straight up outlaw a cold blooded
A point blank killin for thats chillin
Cause I stand for chillin on my dancefloor
If you ain't then I'm Charles Manson
Coming with the death squad to through behind out
If you ain't movin jumpin or I'm pulling my nine out
Right up in the club put you to death
And while the still smokin I'm a dance on your chest
The of the party pushing with the power
Dance till nine or death the wallflower
and louder the crowd keep chantin
Pointing at the booty caught who aint
So the terminator now it's up to me
Asta la baby

(you are hit man)