"Building 7 Bounce, or Jet Fuel Can't Melt This Dancefloor" lyrics
Let's mind boggle
Made the first booty shake
A true crime novel
You can get gone, girl, with a wine bottle
We think your shit's kinda gynecological
Pussy
Off the rip
Gucci blind guy
Goggles on a walkin with a stick
Sorry, homicide
I apologize, I ain't see shit
Cause my seeing eye dog is just a traumatized pit
Leave you in a walker like Herschel
All that's left are chairs
Up stairs type commercials
Obama the way I'm bombing your burial service
Lift you out your chair like a miracle worker
Praise God
All the top docs said he would never walk
Did his little two-step, legs said nah
Fell into the grave, they buried him with a dawg
9/11, it's going down
Fly as a 747-911 Bound
Another 9-9-9-11 every day
We do the Harlem Shake
While Harlem Shakes
Every day is 9/11
9-9-9-9-9-11
Every day is 9/11
9-9-9-9-9-9-11
Goin down like Building Seven
9-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-Nine
Eye for an eye and I-I-I
We never learn our lesson
Blindfold on
Lookin for the murder weapon
Fuck you staring at
Everything I'm dressed in
Bomb like the air attack
Bunch of fucking yes men
Yes sir, no Arafat
Catch you on the road
You get jacked like Kerouac
You're life a movie
Hold a mirror up to Miramax
Starin into the abyss
Abyss staring back
Rap a verse into the void
Let me hear it back
Since 9-11 it feds have planned every terror attack
It's true
Well they knew about it
At the very least
Agents are buying
Airline stock and
Caking up like Sara Lee
This was the days
Before it even happened
No conspiracy
Dancing around the ashes
Of Manhattan
Brand new pair of sneaks
Oh, so journalism's your profession
What exactly is the word of question
It's America that does the terrorism
It's America that does the terrorism
It's America that does the terrorism
We build a church or prison
We're looking out through a door
To build a church of prison
It's America that does the terrorism
We do the terrorism
Every day is 9-11
Every day is 9-11
We gon' party like it's 9-11
We gon' party like it's 9-11
Body's like, why ain't I in heaven
Why ain't I in heaven
Come on, man
Made the first booty shake
A true crime novel
You can get gone, girl, with a wine bottle
We think your shit's kinda gynecological
Pussy
Off the rip
Gucci blind guy
Goggles on a walkin with a stick
Sorry, homicide
I apologize, I ain't see shit
Cause my seeing eye dog is just a traumatized pit
Leave you in a walker like Herschel
All that's left are chairs
Up stairs type commercials
Obama the way I'm bombing your burial service
Lift you out your chair like a miracle worker
Praise God
All the top docs said he would never walk
Did his little two-step, legs said nah
Fell into the grave, they buried him with a dawg
9/11, it's going down
Fly as a 747-911 Bound
Another 9-9-9-11 every day
We do the Harlem Shake
While Harlem Shakes
Every day is 9/11
9-9-9-9-9-11
Every day is 9/11
9-9-9-9-9-9-11
Goin down like Building Seven
9-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-Nine
Eye for an eye and I-I-I
We never learn our lesson
Blindfold on
Lookin for the murder weapon
Fuck you staring at
Everything I'm dressed in
Bomb like the air attack
Bunch of fucking yes men
Yes sir, no Arafat
Catch you on the road
You get jacked like Kerouac
You're life a movie
Hold a mirror up to Miramax
Starin into the abyss
Abyss staring back
Rap a verse into the void
Let me hear it back
Since 9-11 it feds have planned every terror attack
It's true
Well they knew about it
At the very least
Agents are buying
Airline stock and
Caking up like Sara Lee
This was the days
Before it even happened
No conspiracy
Dancing around the ashes
Of Manhattan
Brand new pair of sneaks
Oh, so journalism's your profession
What exactly is the word of question
It's America that does the terrorism
It's America that does the terrorism
It's America that does the terrorism
We build a church or prison
We're looking out through a door
To build a church of prison
It's America that does the terrorism
We do the terrorism
Every day is 9-11
Every day is 9-11
We gon' party like it's 9-11
We gon' party like it's 9-11
Body's like, why ain't I in heaven
Why ain't I in heaven
Come on, man
