Another One Bites The Dust
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Another One Bites The Dust lyrics

GenreHip Hop Rap
Duration4:20
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Are you ready? Hey Are you ready for this? Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat? I need a break beat Are you ready? Hey Are you ready for this? Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat? I need a break beat Are you ready? Hey Are you ready for this? Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat? I need a break beat Outta the doorway, the bullets rip Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey Yo, a-for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged (Another one bites the dust) A-for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off (Another one bites the dust) And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, blaow (Another one bites the dust) (And another one down, and another one down Another one bites the dust, hey) Wyclef, dirty cash, young free, Freddy, where you at? (Steve walks warily down the street, with the brim pulled way down low) Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol (in tune with Freddie Mercury) Are you ready? Hey Are you ready for this? Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat? Out of the doorway, the bullets rip Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey My man got shot and the block got hot (Another one bites the dust) Yo, hey, yo, I hear more shots, just like Fort Knox, kid (Another one bites the dust) Yo, hold your breath, hold your breath, hold your breath, yo, check it (And another one down, and another down, another one bites the dust) If you're a soldier at ease My military style is known to murder nazis, Brooklyn to Germany (Oh, yeah) (Come on) My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu Whether you into, or do the voodoo You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, ye-he, ye-he Yo, it's the number one rappin' band (Come on, come on) Yo, this review will be critically acclaimed Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, and bless y'all (Oh, yeah) F-y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple-six Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh, yeah) If you see what I saw, then you seen what I seen If you know what I know, you know what I mean Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared beam (Oh, yeah) Blaow For all you critics, sayin': Another remake (Another one bites the dust) Yo, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid (Another one bites the dust) Ha, ha, yeah (Oh, yeah And another one down) Right (And another one down) Right (Another one bites the dust) Freddy Mercury, where you at, yo? (How do you think I'm gonna get along Without you when you're gone?) I need a break beat Yo, if you're ready for the first of the month For that welfare check, come on (Get me outta my home) I need a break beat (Are you happy? Are you satisfied? How long can you stand the heat?) I need a break beat (Outta the doorway, the bullets rippa To the sound of the beat) Yo, bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west (Another one bites the dust) Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex (Another one bites the dust) Yo, dirty money, good money, yo, it's all money-money (Another one bites the dust) Yo, dirty cash, dirty cash, the adventures of dirty cash (And another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust) Yo, for the love for the cash I'll

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