[male
vocals] [
Intro] (
Heavy
rolling
log
drum
enters)
Yebo!
Sharp
sharp!
Aweh,
listen
up!
This
one
is
for
the
masters
of
the
groove.
Respect
the
DJ,
baby!
King
dj
harbours
aka
the
street
manager
[Verse 1] You
see
the
lights
flickering,
shining
on
the
floor?
Na
we.
You
feel
that
rhythm
knockin’
hard
right
to
your
core?
Na
we.
You
walk
in
with
a
heavy
heart,
leave
with
fire
in
your
soul,
But
you
don’
t
even
notice
who
is
losing
all
control.
Every
night
we
stay
awake,
hunting
for
the
perfect
sound,
Every
day
we
search
for
tracks
to
turn
the
world
around.
You're
sippin’
on
your
drink,
you’
re
catching
feelings
on
the
beat,
But
forgettin’
who
is
standing
there,
keeping
steady
on
their
feet. .....
harbours
[Chorus] Respect
the
DJ,
show
some
love
for
the
king!
Respect
the
DJ,
let
the
speakers
start
to
sing!
He
keeps
the
rhythm
moving,
he’
s
the
pulse
of
the
night,
Respect
the
DJ,
everything
is
gonna
be
alright. (
Yebo!
Let’
s
go!)
[Verse 2] We
read
the
crowd
like
a
book,
yeah
we
know
what
you
need,
From
the
bass
to
the
chords,
we
plant
the
musical
seed.
It’
s
a
craft,
it’
s
a
science,
it’
s
a
lifestyle,
it’
s
a
war,
Keeping
everyone
sweating,
crying
out
for
more.
Don't
request
a
song
you
heard
a
thousand
times
before,
Let
the
master
do
his
work,
let
him
open
up
the
door.
Eish,
the
pressure
is
immense
but
the
output
is
gold,
A
story
of
the
nightlife
that
is
waiting
to
be
told. .....
harbours
[Chorus] Respect
the
DJ,
show
some
love
for
the
king!
Respect
the
DJ,
let
the
speakers
start
to
sing!
He
keeps
the
rhythm
moving,
he’
s
the
pulse
of
the
night,
Respect
the
DJ,
everything
is
gonna
be
alright.
[Bridge] Sho!
From
the
console
to
your
soul!
We
bring
the
heat,
we
lose
control!
Feel
the
log
drum,
let
it
vibrate
in
your
chest,
We
put
the
dancefloor
to
the
ultimate
test! (
Asambe!)
[Verse 3] When
the
sun
starts
to
rise
and
the
party
has
to
end,
Remember
who
it
was
that
became
your
best
friend.
The
melodies,
the
transitions,
the
seamless
transitions,
We’
re
turning
all
your
bad
days
into
positive
visions.
So
tip
your
hat,
give
a
shout,
put
your
hands
to
the
sky,
To
the
ones
who
keep
the
spirit
of
the
music
fly.
Respect
is
the
currency,
the
vibe
is
our
debt,
This
is
a
night
that
you
will
never
forget! .....
harbours
[Chorus] Respect
the
DJ,
show
some
love
for
the
king!
Respect
the
DJ,
let
the
speakers
start
to
sing!
He
keeps
the
rhythm
moving,
he’
s
the
pulse
of
the
night,
Respect
the
DJ,
everything
is
gonna
be
alright.
[Outro] Yeah,
respect
the
DJ.
It’
s
the
rhythm,
it’
s
the
life.
Sharp
sharp.
We
out.
Aweh!
Harbours
the
street
manager