Luyện nghe bài hát Dance With Me

Get hands up
The falling
Get hands up
the apocalypse

Got a mouth of lambs blood
Dam down
The whole flooded
man couldn't cut it

Got his fake ass
He muttered monotoned
his breath
Now out first round

With his on his chest
Must been a cardiac
Now he's for his Pontiac
To get back to a bar
To up on his battle rap

We hit the high hats and it clap
We plaid after labor day and still get ass
We're high-class, low brow, bomb beats
Cloggin' more than the drive-through at Arby's

Singin', I love Rock 'n'
So put dime in the jukebox, baby
I love Rock 'n'
Put another and dance with me!

Get your hands
The aliens have
Get your clappin'
Damn, I'm

rockin' since a zygote
It won't stop the price crossers opening for my
'Cause everybody knows that I've backin' the fans
My rhymes touch more than Micheal Jackson's hands

I'm iller thriller
Stiffer than a
Gagged with Abercrombie while your rides up on me
And I'm up your sister and we're cuddling to Amelie

Oh, so you you can rap
So you eight miles and you think you can rap
That's cuter than the Olsen but your crack
Or havin' a teddy tattooed up on your back

Singin', I love rock 'n'
So put dime in the jukebox, baby
I love 'n' roll
Put dime and dance with me