Testi:
Business The Death To Dance

me mad, it makes me sick There's no booze to make 'em tick Just ecstasy and laser lights They're too high to wanna fight DEATH TO DANCE, DEATH TO DANCE

mad, it makes me sick There's no booze to make 'em tick Just ecstasy and laser lights They're too high to wanna fight DEATH TO DANCE, DEATH TO DANCE

[Verse 1] You can take your last breath, put your vinyl to rest No fight to the death it's a suicidal success Jealous of you? You're 5'2", low IQ My

bullet-proof parachute No remorse, left you hangin Easy aimin, lock down shoot The Glock sounds tootin One minute til' I'm in it Got a business, still they ass to death

these niggaz That I'm OC, tryin to stuff the purple in the swisher Convertible just picture, how I swerve up on your sister Wit a dance, tip dance that

small town and the time and the place a place where the moon and the sun does as it pleases a place where everybody knows everybody else's business a

there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never because the dance with the

'm dieing Death defying Shaky eyeing And God I'm relying Test up my import, make a million or more Keep the radio rocking, fill up the dance floor When

my flow get dough like Leo Dicaprio Play your watch out gangster the rap Vito [Chorus] Illegal business controls America Gonga business controls America Cocaine business controls America Illegal business