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gwar - white boy can't dance lyrics

[da runt:] yo yo, ladies and gentlemen, mothers and f-ckers
gang bang’s in the motherf-ckin’ house!
got a new sucka on the mic, so [???] for mc rhythmless!

[verse 1] [mc rhythmless]
i might look human but i’m not, ya see
i was built in the glomco factory
programmed my raps on a computer chip
put them in my head with a pair of vice grips
i’m a robot mc named rhythmless
laying down my rap before you try to diss
the way i look, talk, walk or dance
i’m gonna rock the house down if you give me a chance
cause i’m better than terminator, smooth like hammer
you can rent a car from [???] but it won’t matter
cause mc r is here to bust a move
gonna get down to it on the top of this groove

[verse 2] [g credit]
you slither out on stage, try to steal the show
well listen up punk, cause there’s something that ya don’t know
my name’s g credit, leader of the crew
you better show me something cause your payment’s overdue
you’re a white bread, rhythmless vanilla ice copy
it’s too bad, punk, that you’re steppin’ out sloppy
you better find your beat and the moves to hit it
dance your -ss around the stage ‘fore i stick my gat up in it

[chorus]
(white boy! white boy!)
[g credit:] white boy, white boy
[roundboy:] white boy can’t dance
(white boy! white boy!)
[g credit:] white boy, white boy
[roundboy:] white boy can’t dance

[spoken]
[mc rhythmless:] what you mean i can’t dance? stand back and let me show you my moves
[roundboy:] uh, what’s he doin’?
[g credit:] you call that dancin’?
[da runt:] man, call 911! he’s having a epileptic freak!
[g credit:] lady dee, show this fool what time it is
[roundboy:] aww yeah

[verse 3] [lady dee]
“who the h-ll are you?” well i’m lady dee
you wanna sing a verse, better come and see me
suckin’ up the spotlight, it’s rightfully mine
that robot can’t dance and he wish he could rhyme
got a problem with dee? huh, i’ll solve it
i’ll snip off your d-ck like lorena bobbitt
wanna throw down with gang bang? i don’t think that you’re able
(wack clothes, bad hair)
now let’s inspect your cable

[verse 4] [da runt]
-sshole, dyk-, hoe, p-ssy -ss c-nt
b-tches too sleazy, they’re calling on da runt
[roundboy:] come on, runt, this is supposed to be about the robot

okay
motherf-ckin’ d-ck slap, c-m spattered ho
skeezy t-t b-tch, f-ckin’ d-ck sucka [loaf?]
f-ll-t–, v-g-n-, -n-l, c-nn-l-ng-s
v-g-n-l, fallopian, ramma-jamma p-n-s

[chorus]
[g credit:] white boy, white boy
[roundboy:] white boy can’t dance
[g credit:] white boy, white boy
[roundboy:] white boy can’t dance

[g credit:] teck 9, cap that motherf-cker

(white boy!)

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