BURNING FOR THE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

Man, there ain't nothin' like that buzz of four on the floor. It makes you wanna move. You mash those pedals, and that engine just thunders through the pavement. The beat is locked in like a prison cell, and you're the key. It takes you back to a simpler time, when the music was unadulterated, and you could just cut loose. Some folks say it's