Текст песни 187 on the Dance Floor (L.A. Symphony) с переводом

It goes something like this

DJs to wax spinning something like this

I murder the English language without risks

??? don’t really spit like this

Take notes, my mind floats when I rip like this

On some black fist ??? blow up the spot like this

Find women often, do it softly like this

See everybody’s killing something, even flat lines like this

Murderous music and then some, stab your ear drums

Time and time again, befriend a serial killer fresh out the pen

Spot me slow dancing with the faces of death

Erasing the rest until there’s nothing left

I’m dirty rotten, the completely opposite of fresh

Filthy mess with a sense of humor dark as my flesh

Starving artist, ???

When we out on tour, 187 on the dance floor

We coming with the rhymes galore, 187 on the dance floor

When you need someone to settle the score, 187 on the dance floor

We leave the people screaming for more, 187 on the dance floor

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