You Can't Dance

Yeah Rhythm in my bones steady got me in a trance This the shit you vibe to f*ck your B-Boy stance You can't dance You can't dance You can't dance no You can't dance You can't dance no Look The rhythm in my bones steady got me in a trance This the shit you vibe to f*ck your B-Boy stance You can't dance You can't dance You can't dance no You can't dance You can't dance Look Look Check it All this magic without the wizard hat It's all about the dough we knead it bro Run up the digit packs Sabrina cast (Spellman) Nothing like you singing cats (Salem) Silent assassin or assailant (Pow) They're all Agent Smiths Whether it's Jaden or Jaylon Humanity's curses is on the Pagans Especially Reagan (Sucker) Perfect break I'm in the corner pocket All I ever do is drop this hot shit The supporters shop it I got the golden finesse in my palm To the holy water Open my chest and sung a psalm All this rhyming just acrobatics And mathematics Pushing the social fabric Flooding the streets with classics And verbal acid Please don't cry hold back those silly tears I'll never go I'm really here Ballad of Billy Shears And you know it's Diamond Minded Nigga since De Beers But me and mine ahead of time Over sixty years You know Rhythm in my bones steady got me in a trance This the shit you vibe to f*ck your B-Boy stance You can't dance You can't dance You can't dance no You can't dance You can't dance no Look The rhythm in my bones steady got me in a trance This the shit you vibe to f*ck your B-Boy stance You can't dance You can't dance You can't dance no You can't dance You can't dance Look Check it My wet feet deep In Tanino Crisci's Crispy But it's soft life light Like Tinkies Make Velma say Jinkies This ain't no dinky roller rinky I love the decency with a little touch of the skimpy Genetic factors Show me what's inside those Jeans Gina Baddies gushing like Aquafina For all the perks of Tinsel Town First class view With the window down The way I talk it's evident I've been around Loro Piana Short for Qiyamah God sewed the black skin For tailored targets like Breonna It's standard procedure It's toe to toe Head to head Metre for metre Heater for heater Ayo check I'm whipping out utility belts When you rhyming The reaction that futility's felt All bets on the cards that you're physically dealt Through the misery imagery know humility's felt I been jotting and plotting You know the industry's next Pop the opps that be blocking Improv insidious threats And the package so pretty In fact it's hideous yes And you know I'm the nicest to get it Printed and pressed Nigga Rhythm in my bones steady got me in a trance This the shit you vibe to f*ck your B-Boy stance You can't dance You can't dance You can't dance no You can't dance You can't dance no Look The rhythm in my bones steady got me in a trance This the shit you vibe to f*ck your B-Boy stance You can't dance You can't dance You can't dance no You can't dance You can't dance Look