My Dance [Remix]
I just cannot understand
Why you give me this new chance
That is why I've got to dance
I'm not worried, it's in your hands
(No Matter what comes)
No matter what comes my way
It's all good, I've got my way
(You can't steal my praise devil)
No matter what people say
I've gotta praise you my way (I've gotta praise you my way)
My dance ain't your dance
(He gave me another chance)
He gave me another chance
My dance, I've got to have my dance
Ah come on throw your hands
Has God been good to you?
Did he give you another chance?
That's right, come on and clap your hands
Gotta clap my hands Lord
Hold up, up in the record
No more hatin' and plexin'
Heres the Christians in the gang
We still representing
It's your boy James Fortune and your boy EB
They can't seem some Christian G's taking over the streets
My dance ain't your dance is whats ripping your trunk
We'll take the funk out of the expo
We still get crunk
We slidin' through em .22s with our screens on blade
And these devils cant fade us, we went n' got saved
Now they hatin' the fact we ain't into smoking and sex
And we livin' like this and we go watchin' our backs
My Lords about to supply every thing that we lack
See its fine EB, so wheres my platinum plaque
My dance ain't your dance
(He gave me another chance)
He gave me another chance
My dance, I've got to have my dance
Come on, Put em up
Thats right, say yeah!
I've got to praise him
I've got to praise him
I can't hold my peace
I just can't hold my peace
I got to lift him up
And break him on down to holy ghost beat
I've got to praise him
I just can't hold my peace
I got to lift him up
And break him on down to holy ghost beat
I've got to praise him
I just can't hold my peace
I got to lift him up
And break him on down to holy ghost beat
Here we go, come on
Everbody say,
Or come on wave your hands in the air
We gonna dance till the sun come up
And get it hot like fyre
With James Fortune till you feel his touch
It's the Lord almighty, baby don't try to fight it
You got twisters in your life, then he can make it right
But the way we put it down is the way to be bright
See if its wrong to you player, we don't care what you say
Take the heat out of the street and get it poppin and change
Rockin a Sanctuary while we puttin in words
Throw em up and wave em side to side
And if youre ready to ride like real saints then your ready to die
Are you ready to be born again, do away with the Escalade, cheap, let him wash his sins
You got time for this but no time for that
See his garden not your partners thats watching you dance
These south-side rappers sitting on a brand new level
I put it down for a Sage while I'm missing these Devils
My dance ain't your dance
My praise ain't your praise
Come on, get your dance on,
Come on, get your praise on
Come on, say!
My dance ain't your dance
My praise ain't your praise
Well that's right, say that again
My dance ain't your dance
My praise ain't your praise
My dance ain't your dance
My praise ain't your praise
My dance ain't your dance
My praise ain't your praise
Here we go
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, Oh-o, You wanna
Throw your hands up and praise him right now
We all gotta stick up and praise him right now
Throw your hands up and praise him right now
We all gotta stick up and praise him right now
Throw your hands up and praise him right now
We all gotta stick up and praise him right now
Dont be scared to just raise em when you praise him
Because you're praising the one that you love
Alright yea, I think thats it right there dave
