[Verse 1: Skinny Dean]
What is life without dancin' with the devil?
Everything is hotter romancin' with a kettle-
Violins and cellos- in the backdrop with ya
Everybody on the liquor so match box lit up-
Drinkin' and smokin' while the prophets are watchin'-
Sacrilegious generation put they conscious in an auction-
Sell it sell it sell yo f**in' soul-
The devil walks slow- as he quickly gives yo a** another hoe
You can't settle you need more puss-
You can't settle you need more kush
Take it to the dome- like the aura that's around her
Take a shot otherwise it is bored among your counter-
Dancin' with these demons in our liver-
Da Vinci's codes i'm crackin' in Mona Lisa's picture-
We're all pawns to elites, but the song ain't complete-
We can't see what they feedin' us, we lost in the beats-
We be feastin' with our foes-
Leapin on our toes-
To get us to the garden somewhere by eden where we grow-
We burn for a high to get turnt for the night
But our regrets are whats left its a burden of life-
[Chorus: Skinny Dean]
Dance with me, come and dance with me
I can make your whole life a fantasy
Stayin' on your feet is just sad to see-
I can give you what you need just dance with me
Dance with me, come and dance with me
I can make your whole life a fantasy
Stayin' on your feet is just sad to see-
I can give you any high just dance with me
[Verse 2: Skinny Dean]
We watchin' our idols with veteran titles-
If demons talk i stick em like nurses checkin ya vitals
Everyone worried about subs and gettin' sh** viral-
While i'm out for respect and i'm set on survival-
More than sick of gettin' stretched like accordions-
Devil wears Prada so why care about a gorgeous b**h-
Rappin' for years but i still open like a orifice-
Maybe the devil got me hooked on a morbid spliff-
The demons hittin' notes- they gettin' close-
They tell us we can have anything anywhere that our visions go-
You been bad all year, all you get is coal-man like different strokes-
Illuminati, Nazis give a toast-
While we roasted in this hellish pit-
I can now see why we call it gettin lit-
Tossed in the flames is a clue-
Lost in a matrix of doom-
Your life is the cost if you make mistakes in this room-
[Chorus]