Luyện nghe bài hát Dance or die

(Hit man)

Let's take a trip try to the fantasy
And I'm a get you hip to how dangerous can be
Seem kind a crazy when I check it in
I went crazy berserk kind a and hyde like
Two years ago I went on a
I slipped lost grip started ripping the stage
People around me my head kind a
What a ___ and underground wizard (hit man)
Heard the sound of music and I opened my up
Theirs people all around me so yo I better up
A couple of grabbed me and he said to me lets go
the new wardon of the wall 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 and said yea that's kind a fly 'cause
So to you people just holding the walls up
You're up the party and when I'm getting called up
You better get your to the floor with the quickness
Or let the crowd witness

(you are dead) (hit man)

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

(you are)
(dead)
(hit man)

You don't wanna dance you wanna cool out cat
Well come into the and it's a straight up death trap
Cause I'm a mad chillins a no no
Psycho straight up loco
Taking the life of any sucker that around
I spot em in the chillin then I'm a lay em down
So the ambulance to come and just take em away
Ah forget get a we d o a
An eye for an eye a tooth for a
A buckshot for a booty than getting loose
A up outlaw a cold blooded villain
A point killin for suckers thats chillin
Cause I don't stand for chillin on my
If you ain't dancin then I'm Manson
Coming with the squad to through your behind out
If you ain't movin jumpin or grrovin I'm 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 prince of the party pushing the power
Dance till nine or death the wallflower
Louder and the crowd keep chantin
at the booty caught who aint dancin
So like the now it's up to me
Asta la vista

(you are hit man)