Dance Yourself to Death

Dance Yourself to Death - MC Tunes/808 State

I request the cut to start me off now stop

I've got my rhythm and more ammo than a gun shop

I leave punks numbered with name tags

Laid out on cemetery body slabs

Crowds I caress like a silk sheet

Buzz the parts that alcohol don't rich

Mad up the session leave crazy like a stray cat

Rhyme you blind with my vocal chord power pack

Lick and bring you down like an envelope

Pray on punks like a lion on an antelope

Slide check the step you want to dance to it

Slip don't trip now how do you feel with it

I got punch like a Tyson connection

I pump and funk with pump-action reaction

Now I keep it coming till you can't take no more

Dry you up leave you dead on the dance floor

Suckers I'm on form I love to have a battle

Rhymes released stampede like a herd of cattle

As I release bust speakers to pieces

Intoxicate tunes spread like diseases

Now to the ladies I'm young but I'm well hung

To all the fools can't rhyme they speak fork tongued

You want to bubble to the heat I intensify

You want to drop but still I make you want to

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Sport the fuse I'm gonna blow you like dynamite

Playground's the streets and my sound is the dead of night

Re-designed re-improved my procedure

Now relax and let the drum beat lead you

You understand capiche you'd better get it right

My beats are fruit and boy am I still ripe

So confusing turn your mind to spaghetti

Obliterate punks like confetti

Stages crumble at my feet

Mic disintegrates erase and delete

And bam

Follow it up with a body slam

Leave fools in bits like chopped ham

I make you rock you stop I say dance on

You can't relax I'm a jam-rocker champion

Musically motivated wild but not crazy

Born from bass and the microphone raised me

Cold rolling like a woman having orgasms

Move with pace 'cause I am the phantasm

Strike like lightning live-wire and frightening

Hold the mic tight like a python you want to bubble

With the heat I intensify you want to drop

But I still make you want to

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

As the rhythm relates to the pace

The rhyme kicks with precision and pure taste

The power lord sends your body on a funk mission

Keeps you dazed with the heavy drum transmission

And when we play we make the whole town landslide

We shatter glass when tops is amplified

Cease

Step up the cut and break the beat

That makes my whole body rush

Distorts my flow my rhymes you'll get hushed

I scatter fools spread them freely like bird seed

Increase the bass until your ear drums bleed

So don't provoke 'cause we're too damned doped

I'm a junk so take a long deep toke

Into your body and feel the sensation

Straight to your head is my destination

A bum fool serving dice with coleslaw

The punk's a drunk and my mouth is a chainsaw

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

This is my battle cry I scream it out loud

I'm the warlord of the 90's and I am standing proud

Like death I stalk I leave you chopped like pork

If the stage collapses you hear me talk

I'm solid gold my rhymes are cold

Listen to me jam so you can rock and roll

Rhymes that's what I've got I'm bubbling hot

Feel the funk as the bass drum slots

Into the rhythm it kinda purrs like a pussycat

Swing with the sting of a baseball bat

I'm not the type of guy you can take lightly

Don't call me fool man you might excite me

Into a state of devastating head cracking

And all this while your foot is still tapping

Now you've heard and felt my rage

So get stupid but don't misbehave

You want to

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death

Dance yourself to death