Apparently entermainment section needs writers in Buffalo

So fast, other DJ's say damn

 

If rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram

 

Keep my composure when it's time to get loose

 

magnetized by the mic when I kick my juice

 

Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves

This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves

 

If there was a problem, yo! I'll solve it

 

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it!

 

I think he actually kind of slurs it, like he starts to say DJ and finishes saying Shay, so it comes out "While my dshay revolves it"

 

I'm with you, Doc.

I ain't got no love for them n-words, no need to be friends.

 

Word to your mother...

 

Either way, it was an amazing job by everyone. Kudos.