[Verse 1: Hip-house male MC, pumping house kick, crisp claps, fast hip-house flow] Eighth-grade dance and the gym got lights Streamers on the hoop and the bleachers tight Mr. Dorsey on the floor with a ruler and a frown Every time two kids get close, he come and shut it down Leave room, leave room, he be sayin' all night Three feet of air or he's turnin' on the light Every time a circle forms, he blows right through Break it up, break it up, I'm talkin' to you I been savin' my footwork all year in the box Kitchen tile, back porch, in my mama's socks Jack the floor, jack the beat, I'm a whole new kid But he broke up every circle that I ever did [Pre-Hook: Hip-house male MC, rubbery house bass, rising stabs] Clock says one more song Ruler in his hand Everybody's movin' anyway Here he comes, man [Hook: Hip-house male MC, full beat, bright house keyboard stabs, chanted hip-house hook] Break it up, he hollers, that's all he say Break it up, he's marchin' down the floor our way Last song playin' and the circle's tight Break it up, Mr. Dorsey, we gon' dance tonight [Verse 2: Hip-house male MC, pumping house kick, fast hip-house flow] So the circle got wide and the floor got slick I went in with a shuffle and a heel-toe flick Jack the box, jack the box, I was takin' my shot Then the ruler tapped my shoulder and the whole gym stopped Everybody froze, he was standin' in the ring Tie loose, whistle on a lanyard string Then he dropped the ruler down, and the ruler hit the ground And his left foot started movin' to the house-kick sound Then the right foot answered, then the knees went low Then he spun on a heel like he ran the show [Hook: Hip-house male MC, full beat, bright house keyboard stabs, chanted hip-house hook] Break it up, he hollers, that's all he say Break it up, he's marchin' down the floor our way Last song playin' and the circle's tight Break it up, Mr. Dorsey, we gon' dance tonight [Breakdown: Hip-house male MC, rubbery house bass and claps, sneaker squeaks starting on the gym floor] Turns out back in the day he was the king of the city Won the house-dance crown and he made it look pretty Jack, jack, slide, jack, all the kids along the bleacher rail Mr. Dorsey breakin' it down while the teachers inhale Leave room, he said, now y'all better leave some room for me Whole gym backed up so the man was free [Final Hook: Hip-house male MC, full beat, squeaking gym floor as the hi-hat, chanted hip-house hook] Break it up, he hollers, that's all he say Break it up, he's marchin' down the floor our way Last song playin' and the circle's tight Break it up, Mr. Dorsey, we gon' dance tonight [End]
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