Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Dance, dance to the beat, beat, beat That's right
Dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Body slowin' back in
Hey Cuz I got your number, right? I seen you up in this magazine, dude told me you do some tracks, right? I wanna be like gettin' wit you and makesome
No words, no talk We'll go dreaming No pain, no hurt We'll go dreaming Walk with me, the future's at hand Here with us, here where we stand We
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Far from livin' foul but further from Don Trump Hit the speed bumps got slowed but still flow Huntin' bruthas down for money they still owe (owe)
to feel, come on Mad skillz mic check, come on And ya don't stop The vibe ... My life, your life ... High life God gave us words, wisdom, sound
It's time to give up the ghost It's time to give up the ghost I don't wanna die I wanna dance [repeat]
He likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up Mr. BT, Mr. BT, Mr. BT, Mr. BT Please bring
Below, the center's in me Revolve around Derive a meaning from my self will As I watch the sun highlight your Midas touch Conscious light gets through
this way," is what you said How very bizarre, all these blood-letting games "Quite a shame that it goes this way," is what you said Still smell of
Awareness, the fruit of life Awareness and happiness Vibes... The dance never ends But I know you're there But I know you're there Only you
aside She says, "The satellite is coming" I pray the wrecking ball is waning She says, "The satellite is coming. It's come to take us home." Satellite... Still
it out Back-back on the set and coverin' all bets We came to drop bombs {Calling every man and their arms} Hey yo sound the alarm Smartbomb BT
I'm seeing perfectly I'm seeing perfectly I might take your hand Maybe I sense you all around me I know you're all around me I know it I'm seeing
