| Yeah
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| What kind?
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| Rock and roll
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| Okay, uh, why do you dance
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| Why do you dance to rock and roll?
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| 'Cause it sounds good, and it makes me feel like I wanna da-da-dance
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| Yo, uh
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| Chin-check champion, raw rap
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| The chemical addicts use, lost to lose all existence
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| Harsh life is pitiful, postman, delivering no hope
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| Civilians sing in penitentiaries, no joke
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| The way you think the devil into metal
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| He creep, creating ways to break and make us extinct
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| The strongest chain in the link, pure combustible ink
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| Connoisseurs of that Sesame Street, uh
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| Up, feeling something ain’t right, weapons concealed
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| Then revealed in the heat of the night, 'cause roadkill walking
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| Done-deal off the tumbling dice
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| Jungle-fight, war won with a knife
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| Hard-rock flipper, spin the Earth off its Axel Rose
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| Sniff the sands of time right up the nose, mercy
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| No mercy, watch the mercenaries march
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| February hearts, tear 'em apart
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| Yo, check this out right here
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| Open your ears and hear proof
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| Spend one day with endangered youth
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| Find a spirit of truth
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| One two, one two
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| Lights out, then we bring it to you
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| Now keep going
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| I, keep slowing, the seeds are deep-sowed, and
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| I read street poems when preached by Gs older
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| Divine rhyme scripture inspired the mind’s picture
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| Live on through these lines, do time, now let’s do wisdom
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| I started my mission, sharpened my vision, some college, some prison
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| Some got it, some get it, survival-of-the-fittest
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| Can’t retire from the business, I’d a passion for the profit
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| Living long ago, accomplish on the souls of the farmers
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| Carve a mode you can follow, far from a role model
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| I spit Jews lucid, like fluid from gold bottles
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| Tomb with the war-scholars, crew with the rawest rhymers
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| Develop some of the purest designs of all time
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| Till we all high, ignite up the cypher, we on fire
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| And lighten the lisp, interview with a reader, the writer
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| The last leader to expire, the need to unite us
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| Not a Spartan, but I go harder like King Leonidas, huh
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| Yo, check this out right here
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| Open your ears and hear proof
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| Spend one day with endangered youth
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| Find a spirit of truth
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| One two, one two
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| Lights out, then we bring it to you
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| Now keep going |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Like to Dance , by - Quakers. Song from the album Quakers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп