Текст песни Dance Yourself To Death - Dust Brothers Club Mix - 808 State, Dust Brothers & MC Tunes

Don't call me nothing but killer
So chill out, don't stop my rhyme flow
I'll keep you kicking like a trail of dominoes
I separate all the prime from the punk
Inoculating all the funk from the junk
We bust drums every time we make a track
They call me Tunes, or the microphone maniac
When I perform all suckers feel reborn
Preach my rhyme so we can get it on
I'll make you shake
Like paper I will penetrate
Pierce your skin, make your whole body pulsate
Credit comes with my effect on people
Dance to death and this is the sequel
So get flat hit the dirt like a doormat
Make you dizzy, so the crowd has a relapse
What we devise, it hits you like a vodka
Slam dunk punk and I've got you
Now stand back jack and give me a hand
Rock and roll to my new style funk band
We bust drums every time we make a track
They call me Tunes, or the microphone maniac

Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death

We bust drums
We bust drums
We bust drums every time we make a track

Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death

Seducted the way I rhyme and do my thing
Rock you to sleep or wake you up like a bee sting
I've got strength and the speed of a power truck
Intelligent like the knowledge in a college book
I explode bam, like a powder cake
Add some spice, season up like a rump steak
Thought goes into every verb and noun
Put together so well you can taste the sound
Now it's ready to listen and rock to
Make you faint. It might come as a shock to fools
Punks, they wind up as dead meat
Cockroaches have been crushed by my feet
Yeah
Now get ready for the speed
Brrrrredet-det-det-det
Brrrrrap attack, I'm back and I'm hut!
Busting, dusting, and I'm going to head forth
Roll with rhyme, cool deadly but on line
Sweet elite control by the drum beat
King of thing got jump in my spring
Boost the juice, turn on the power and let it loose
Earthquake, devastate and I'm going to vibrate
Rooms with boom throw a party in a catacomb
Now behold the king of the drum roll
Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death

Don't call me nothing but killer
So chill out, don't stop my rhyme flow
I'll keep you kicking like a trail of dominoes
I separate all the prime from the punk
Inoculating all the funk from the junk
We bust drums every time we make a track
They call me Tunes, or the microphone maniac
When I perform all suckers feel reborn
Preach my rhyme so we can get it on
I'll make you shake
Like paper I will penetrate
Pierce your skin, make your whole body pulsate
Credit comes with my effect on people
Dance to death and this is the sequel
So get flat hit the dirt like a doormat
Make you dizzy, so the crowd has a relapse
What we devise, it hits you like a vodka
Slam dunk punk and I've got you
Now stand back jack and give me a hand
Rock and roll to my new style funk band
We bust drums every time we make a track
They call me Tunes, or the microphone maniac
Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death
Dance yourself to death