dance with me

get your hands up, the sky's falling, get your hands up, it's the apocalypse got a mouth full of lambs blood, the dam broke down, the whole town flooded, your man couldn'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 battle rap, we hit the hi-hats and make it clap, we wear plaid after labor day and still get ass, we're high-class, lowbrow, over? beats, cloggin' my arteries in the drive-thru at arby's, i love rock 'n roll, so put another dime in the jukebox baby!, i love rock 'n roll, put another dime and dance with me!, get your hands clappin', the aliens have landed get your hands clappin', 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 michael jackson's hands, i'm iller than thriller, stiffer than a zombie, gagged with abercrombie while your girl rides up on me, then i'm callin' up your sister and we're cuddlin' to amelie, so you think you can rap?, so you walk 8 miles and you think you can rap?, that's cuter than the olsens pre? crack, or havin' a teddy bear tattooed up on your back!, i love rock 'n roll, so put another dime in the jukebox baby!, i love rock 'n roll, put another dime and dance with me!