[Verse 1: The Fresh Prince]
You're trapped on the dance floor
It's locked there's no escape
There's no eat no drink can't take a break
No seat to sit down you gotta stand up
The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff
You're in a cage and this groove will bound you
People in the club like bars around you
The doors open up and the people are pulled in
Here are the prisoners the DJ is a warden
Your mind is useless instinct takes control
Jam to techno groove to soul to soul
You been arrested, now you're being tested
The beat is a sex fiend, you're being molested
Snare drum kicks like pistol in spinal
You gotta dance and get rammed like a rhino
The DJ cuts with a knife like a surgery
Sayin that the slice ain't nice that's perjury
The music infiltrates you and takes you
Grabs you holds you molds you and makes you
Do things you wouldn't have otherwise done
Like shake rattle roll pump twist and then some
Ain't no law here you can't protest this
Stop looking around, there ain't no exits
You can't leave till the man pulls the needle
Take that as a warning, take heed or I'll
Quicken the pitch and make you dance faster
The drum is the whip, bass line is the master
Temperature's hotter and yet you still want more
You're a slave and you're trapped on the dance floor
You're trapped on the dance floor
It's locked there's no escape
There's no eat no drink can't take a break
No seat to sit down you gotta stand up
The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff
You're in a cage and this groove will bound you
People in the club like bars around you
The doors open up and the people are pulled in
Here are the prisoners the DJ is a warden
Your mind is useless instinct takes control
Jam to techno groove to soul to soul
You been arrested, now you're being tested
The beat is a sex fiend, you're being molested
Snare drum kicks like pistol in spinal
You gotta dance and get rammed like a rhino
The DJ cuts with a knife like a surgery
Sayin that the slice ain't nice that's perjury
The music infiltrates you and takes you
Grabs you holds you molds you and makes you
Do things you wouldn't have otherwise done
Like shake rattle roll pump twist and then some
Ain't no law here you can't protest this
Stop looking around, there ain't no exits
You can't leave till the man pulls the needle
Take that as a warning, take heed or I'll
Quicken the pitch and make you dance faster
The drum is the whip, bass line is the master
Temperature's hotter and yet you still want more
You're a slave and you're trapped on the dance floor
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