West Side Blues in an Asian Bar

DJ won't you drop the bomb?
It's 3 am and the beat won't stop
Ain't it pumping? Ain't it thumping?
It's a jam, can you say goddamn

I damn the hate, I hate the press
I press the button when I button my vest
I use iron, I run screens
I got moves like you've never seen

And I don't quit, and I don't stop

Baby you know you are the scene
When everyone wants to know where you've been
Where you've gone, what you've seen
Where you're goin how do you dream

I tell you losers all across the land, the beat is in your hand
Oh the red light, oh the hip hop
I got moves you've never seen before
I got the west side blues in an Asian bar



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Christie
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