Luyện nghe bài hát Dance or die

(Hit man)

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

(you are dead) (hit man)

Now I came doing my in the underground
I wear all I'm sort of like a vampire now
I don't eat or sleep and I don't light
I just wall flowers I'm a man of the night
I walk through the club 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 grim
In to the bottomless pit they keep
Down with the other clowns in my dungeon
And homie if I harm ya its for behaviour
No in shining armour is coming to save ya
You can't get but yo you try to run son
You doing the electric with my stun gun
Then you go to lonely and tied up
And plus from the stun gun arm all fried up
said my power went to my head a bit
I wish that I could find the brother 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 Janet
Ya cant it
I'm figgida like a don't fan it
The mind of a mad man through the windows of my eyes
or die

(you are)
(dead)
(hit man)

You don't dance you just wanna cool out cat
Well come into the club and it's a straight up death
Cause I'm a mad chillins a no no
Psycho straight up loco
Taking the of any sucker that stand around
I spot em in the corner chillin then I'm a lay em
So call the 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 ain't getting
A up outlaw a cold blooded villain
A point blank killin for thats chillin
I don't stand for chillin on my dancefloor
If you ain't dancin I'm Charles Manson
Coming with the death to through your behind out
If you ain't movin jumpin or I'm pulling my nine out
Right up in the club I'll put you to
And the guns still smokin I'm a dance on your chest
The prince of the party pushing with the
Dance till nine or death till the
Louder and the crowd keep chantin
at the booty caught who aint dancin
So like the now it's up to me
Asta la baby

(you are hit man)