Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Like to Dance, artist - Quakers. Album song Quakers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
I Like to Dance |
Yeah |
What kind? |
Rock and roll |
Okay, uh, why do you dance |
Why do you dance to rock and roll? |
'Cause it sounds good, and it makes me feel like I wanna da-da-dance |
Yo, uh |
Chin-check champion, raw rap |
The chemical addicts use, lost to lose all existence |
Harsh life is pitiful, postman, delivering no hope |
Civilians sing in penitentiaries, no joke |
The way you think the devil into metal |
He creep, creating ways to break and make us extinct |
The strongest chain in the link, pure combustible ink |
Connoisseurs of that Sesame Street, uh |
Up, feeling something ain’t right, weapons concealed |
Then revealed in the heat of the night, 'cause roadkill walking |
Done-deal off the tumbling dice |
Jungle-fight, war won with a knife |
Hard-rock flipper, spin the Earth off its Axel Rose |
Sniff the sands of time right up the nose, mercy |
No mercy, watch the mercenaries march |
February hearts, tear 'em apart |
Yo, check this out right here |
Open your ears and hear proof |
Spend one day with endangered youth |
Find a spirit of truth |
One two, one two |
Lights out, then we bring it to you |
Now keep going |
I, keep slowing, the seeds are deep-sowed, and |
I read street poems when preached by Gs older |
Divine rhyme scripture inspired the mind’s picture |
Live on through these lines, do time, now let’s do wisdom |
I started my mission, sharpened my vision, some college, some prison |
Some got it, some get it, survival-of-the-fittest |
Can’t retire from the business, I’d a passion for the profit |
Living long ago, accomplish on the souls of the farmers |
Carve a mode you can follow, far from a role model |
I spit Jews lucid, like fluid from gold bottles |
Tomb with the war-scholars, crew with the rawest rhymers |
Develop some of the purest designs of all time |
Till we all high, ignite up the cypher, we on fire |
And lighten the lisp, interview with a reader, the writer |
The last leader to expire, the need to unite us |
Not a Spartan, but I go harder like King Leonidas, huh |
Yo, check this out right here |
Open your ears and hear proof |
Spend one day with endangered youth |
Find a spirit of truth |
One two, one two |
Lights out, then we bring it to you |
Now keep going |