This ain’t Disneyland, this s*** is the f*****g Bronx. Either you be strong, or you be gone. All I find, all I keep. Either you beat the world, or you get beat.
You truly are as fine as wine, and so divine. You know I had to make you mine, no matter the time. So, I scaled that mountaintop to get that record dropped, just to see the clouds part, as your pretty lips did the same, hoping, one day, they’d utter my name.
I wanna be your man, Mylene. I know you like me. And I like you so much, I can’t hardly breathe. I like you so much, I feel like I got thunder and lightning inside of me. You make me nervous. But you also make me calm. Real calm. Calm almost like how God must be calm, you know, Mylene? Calm from loving. I love you. Mylene, I love you.
I ain’t no hard rock like you, but when it comes to my girl, I’m all heart. I’m do or die. So, kill me all you want to. Stab your hate into my love. You might kill me, but you’ll never beat me. ‘Cause I got love, and you’ll probably never even know what that is.
Manhattan, Bronx, disco, the get down, moving up, moving out. We made it this far. Just keep loving me and I promise it’s gonna all be all right. ‘Cause all we gotta do is love each other, right?
If you wanna be a true DJ, conquer your street. Conquer your park. Conquer your neighborhood, conquer your borough. Conquer your city. And the world is yours. So, battle.