Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 187 on the Dance Floor, artist - L.A. Symphony. Album song The End Is Now, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.11.2003
Record label: Gotee
Song language: English
187 on the Dance Floor |
| It goes something like this |
| DJs to wax spinning something like this |
| I murder the English language without risks |
| ??? |
| don’t really spit like this |
| Take notes, my mind floats when I rip like this |
| On some black fist ??? |
| blow up the spot like this |
| Find women often, do it softly like this |
| See everybody’s killing something, even flat lines like this |
| Murderous music and then some, stab your ear drums |
| Time and time again, befriend a serial killer fresh out the pen |
| Spot me slow dancing with the faces of death |
| Erasing the rest until there’s nothing left |
| I’m dirty rotten, the completely opposite of fresh |
| Filthy mess with a sense of humor dark as my flesh |
| Starving artist, ??? |
| When we out on tour, 187 on the dance floor |
| We coming with the rhymes galore, 187 on the dance floor |
| When you need someone to settle the score, 187 on the dance floor |
| We leave the people screaming for more, 187 on the dance floor |