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phanatik – dirgy dancing كلمات اغاني

verse 1:
you sure you wanna walk through them doors/
get on that floor shake for them boys?/
they don’t see ya inners all they see is outer
dressing/
and you ain’t dressing well enough to keep those fellas
guessing/
you sure you wanna step in that club/
weapons and drugs reppin’ them thugs?/
your sneaks is clean your neck is bling oh you just
know you ballin’/
you so caught up in all that you don’t even know you
fallin’/
you the one that’s spinning them tracks/
you spun that track, you had to run that back/
what would happen if all the music that makes your play
list/
was hated by your creator and would never make his a
list/
standing in the club playing clue/
the lights went low and the thugs came through/
the slug came through and hit two in the chest/
they said how you gonna do it/
you said do it to death/
i said

hook:
we don’t know or we don’t care/
either we don’t know or we don’t care/
we just keep on moving/
shakin’, bouncin’, groovin’ holler pop your collar/
study dirge dancin to our own demise

we don’t know or we don’t care/
either we don’t know or we don’t care/
we just keep on moving shakin’, bouncin’, groovin’,
clubbin’/
brushin’ shoulders study dirge dancin to our own demise

verse 2:
you sure you wanna stand on that block/
handling the rock, scrambling from cops/
you got locked up and got bailed out but watch out/
’cause rap sheets can turn to the jail house rock/
you sure you want to be up in them clips, puckering
lips/
trying to be a video vixen’/
you think teasing and leaving them hot for some action
is s-xy/
but what happens when little girls copy the patterns
you set see/
that’s why the hood looks like it does/
we don’t like what’s good or right we love/
sinning so much it’s so much pleasure in the beginning/
but we never think of the pain it causes us in the
ending/
the same cat that came through in coupe/
doin’ dirt on the block came through in a he-rs-/
now his crew is pouring liquor like you was the best/
i said how y’all gonna do it they said do it to death/
i said

hook:

3rd verse
the streets aint the only ones dancing dirge/
the church got they own style ask the clergy/
they see so many cats gliding/
it’s like they moon walking when they back sliding/
so you just wanna sit in them pews/
singing them blues/
the spirit aint move?/
and if he’s moving then how we can’t move from our
seats/
and take this blessed message out and bless somebody on
them street/
you sure you wanna master that style/
dance in them isles, acting all wild/
is that what life in the church is really all about/
shoutin’ and like musical chairs the music stops we
fall out’/
all outside of what should be the center/
we busy cooking dinners and frowning on crooked
sinners/
church contest to try to see who’s is the best/
we do it so good but why we gotta do it to death/
i guess

hook:

/ phanatik