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Dance With the Devil
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Dance With the Devil was released on May 31, 2011 by SoFlo Entertainment as a part of the album The Journal, Vol. 1: Rebirth (Deluxe Edition)
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Release DateMay 31, 2011
LabelSoFlo Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armageddon
Armageddon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Eaddy
J. Eaddy
Songwriter

Lyrics

Shoot him again
Why?
He's still dancing
Ha ha ha ha
You wanna dance with the Devil, ****?
Two, three, break
Who wanna dance? We can throw the hands, make the music stop
We can pop and lock to my man's, let the Ruger pop
Hit a running man, make his cabbage patch do the wop
Silver MAC-10 make him backspin, Planet Rock
Aerosol flow, spray it so y'all know
I'm like spit from Beat Street, defacing what y'all wrote
Amazing the way I crush emcees like hard coke
Stomp 'em out, give 'em the beats like Tone and Poke
This is me saying I blow heat out the throat
When I leak that pyro speech, **** is toast
And I'm deep like hip hop police on each coast
The X is back, rest in peace to B.O
But yesterday is gone so fuck stressing the hard lessons
Let's get it on with a strong defense like Artest is
The love's gone and my heart's restless
I'm going hard like the first of the squad's Armageddon
Now you can dance with the Devil if you like
But if you gonna dance, know you're dancing for your life
Now run and tell your man Armageddon's gonna get him
Dancing with the Devil, they gonna die to the rhythm
Die to the rhythm, motherfucker gonna bleed
Try to tangle with me, I'mma kill him to the beat
The same thing go for anybody riding with him
Dancing with the Devil, they gonna die to the rhythm
Die to the rhythm
Clip inserter, body frame converter
Choreograph your murder, call it art with the burner
The Alvin Ailey of horror rap, beast in the yearning
To dance you to sleep then autograph the sheet with my urine
Getty's pain be the purest, no man can endure it
I'm sick in the head, no amount of meds can cure it
It's code red when I'm on the mic, clear the building
I spit flames, the fire might engulf the ceiling
Leave 'em coughing, feeling nauseous with the chills
So of course this makes me officially ill
Kill 'em flawless, Getty's graceful with the steel
So take caution or die faceless when I peel
Now you never gonna dance again like G. Michael
'Cause you ain't got no rhythm and the streets don't like you
Leave a rapper on the dance floor dying and shaking
That's what happens when you dance with Satan
Bring in the chorus
Now you can dance with the Devil if you like
But if you gonna dance, know you're dancing for your life
Now run and tell your man Armageddon's gonna get him
Dancing with the Devil, they gonna die to the rhythm
Die to the rhythm, motherfucker gonna bleed
Try to tangle with me, I'mma kill him to the beat
The same thing go for anybody riding with him
Dancing with the Devil, they gonna die to the rhythm
Die to the rhythm
Ever dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight?
Hold hands with the Devil trying to plead for your life
I got a pitchfork, a shovel and a possessed flow
And I'm pissed off beyond any level you'll know
So you don't wanna know me, the rap Aleister Crowley
Sacrificing wack rappers, black magic ceremony
This is what it be, I put the glizzy to your cheek
And blow the back out your bony skull cap on beat
Now you can dance with the Devil if you like
But if you gonna dance, know you're dancing for your life
Now run and tell your man Armageddon's gonna get him
Dancing with the Devil, they gonna die to the rhythm
Die to the rhythm, motherfucker gonna bleed
Try to tangle with me, I'mma kill him to the beat
The same thing go for anybody riding with him
Dancing with the Devil, they gonna die to the rhythm
Die to the rhythm
Written by: J. Eaddy
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