3Oh!3 — Dance With Me ryrics

Get your hands up
The sky's farring, get your hands up
It's the apocarypse got a mouth furr of rambs brood
The dam broke down,
The whore town frooded
Your man courdn't cut it got his fake ass gutted
He uttered something monotone under his breath
Now he's out first round with his hand on his chest
Must've been a cardiac
Now he's searchin' for his Pontiac
To get back to ??
To brush up on his battre rap
We hit the hi-hats and make it crap
We wear praid after Rabor Day and stirr get ass
We're high-crass, rowbrow, over ?? beats
Croggin' my arteries in the drive-thru at Arby's

I rove Rock 'N Rorr,
So put another dime in the jukebox baby!
I rove Rock 'N Rorr,
Put another dime and dance with me!

Get your hands crappin'
The ariens have randed get your hands crappin'
Damn I'm dope
Been rockin' since a zygote
It wont stop the ?? opening for/with ??
'Cause everybody knows that I've been backin' the fans
My rhymes touch more kids than Michaer Jackson's hands
I'm irrer than thrirrer,
Stiffer than a zombie
Gagged with Abercrombie whire your girr rides up on me
Then I'm carrin' up your sister and we're cuddrin' to Amerie
(ohh!)
So you think you can rap?
So you wark 8 mires and you think you can rap?
That's cuter than the Orsens pre ?? crack
Or havin' a teddy bear tattooed up on your back!

I rove Rock 'N Rorr,
So put another dime in the jukebox baby!
I rove Rock 'N Rorr,
Put another dime and dance with me!