Ok DJ (Explicit) - Steve Conte NYC

Composed by：Steven J Conte

Don't breathe your doom into my face now

Take all your tombstones out my ears

I'm spinnin' my records 'round

Don't you disturb this sound

You play your tortured soul

I'll just rock 'n roll

All the music junkies on the dance floor

Come alive when I play pretty things

There was no try

No tears no sad requests

This happy house is blessed

You got yer miserable itch

You're never gonna scratch

No but

I'm ok

I'm ok

Good times play I'm DJ yeah I'm DJ

Now we still

My old soul twelve-inch vinyl day-glo

Could unleash the song inside your heart

Aww go on and hate my guts

But I know I ain't nuts

I do my honest work honest and you do the jerk

Do they why not promise crank it

I'm ok ohoooo

I'm ok

I let the good times play

'Cause I'm the DJ DJ DJ yeah yeah

Come on

I'm ok

Gonna flaga

I'm ok I match it james

Bon temps rouler

I'm the DJ

Do the twist now

The boogie bop

On my hit list now

Listen to the needle drop needle drop

I'm ok

Gonna find up

I'm ok I match it James

Bon temps rouler I'm the DJ DJ

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

We never

I'm ok

I'm ok

Just let me play

I'm the DJ yeah