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If music had taste yours would be tofu Fills you up, but unsatisfying to chew Let me tell you what I don't want, Not the same ole same, Get-stuck-in-your-head-drive-you-insane-music If I hear another Swift super-hit I swear I'm gonna lose it Need something so diverse That it don't feel like it could work Hip-hop with a classical twist Country that makes you clinch your fists That mainstream tastes like tap It makes me crave mountain spring Don't need that gangsta rap Where violence is it all it could mean Going on about bangin' and hustlin' Being chased by the cops That ties together with 1-2-3 beats And kid-friendly pop Cause you judge music by popularity I want something fresh even if it's bad I'm desperate for originality! Cause I'd rather make a beautiful mistake Then stick to the script of this ordinary play I'd rather fail epically at trying something different, I wanna say that was mine! I don't wanna just soar my way through, Like a block of cheese on the assembly line Music should be about freedom of expression Nowadays it seems, it's a copy and paste nation I have much more respect for the guitar man on the street With a bucket full of nickels and dimes Than the voices you hear everyday, like clockwork, Bathing in the wealth for the sake of rhymes What happened to the blood, sweat and tears? Those tools artists used to use quite frequently, when making a jam The radio once sang about true love and deepest fears. Now it's like "write out a complete sentence, if you can" Please don't strain yourself though, you just might be onto something You just might be practicing an age-old equation, melody plus meaning It equals YOU! isn't it obvious? You might just be pouring out your heart, And showing the world exactly who you are. Are you saying it's a party every night, and it's all just a game? Are you saying it's cool to be brain-dead if you got the money, is that your aim? Don't leave yourself out of the hits you create Cause it does matter, and there's little kids who look up to you You have it in you to be great, for the love of God, don't procrastinate! It isn't just records deals and labels, it's life and how you live it Music shouldn't be organized and categorized, that spiel has gone far enough Wouldn't you much rather be making a tune that plays into peoples lives... ... for the sake of love? NOTE: I wrote about this topic before in Five Minutes Effort. But it's something I can really sink my teeth into and chose to give it another go.

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For the Sake of Rhymes

If music had taste yours would be tofu Fills you up, but unsatisfying to chew Let me tell you what I don't want, Not the same ole same, Get-stuck-in-your-head-drive-you-insane-music If I hear another Swift super-hit I swear I'm gonna lose it Need something so diverse That it don't feel like it could work Hip-hop with a classical twist Country that makes you clinch your fists That mainstream tastes like tap It makes me crave mountain spring Don't need that gangsta rap Where violence is it all it could mean Going on about bangin' and hustlin' Being chased by the cops That ties together with 1-2-3 beats And kid-friendly pop Cause you judge music by popularity I want something fresh even if it's bad I'm desperate for originality! Cause I'd rather make a beautiful mistake Then stick to the script of this ordinary play I'd rather fail epically at trying something different, I wanna say that was mine! I don't wanna just soar my way through, Like a block of cheese on the assembly line Music should be about freedom of expression Nowadays it seems, it's a copy and paste nation I have much more respect for the guitar man on the street With a bucket full of nickels and dimes Than the voices you hear everyday, like clockwork, Bathing in the wealth for the sake of rhymes What happened to the blood, sweat and tears? Those tools artists used to use quite frequently, when making a jam The radio once sang about true love and deepest fears. Now it's like "write out a complete sentence, if you can" Please don't strain yourself though, you just might be onto something You just might be practicing an age-old equation, melody plus meaning It equals YOU! isn't it obvious? You might just be pouring out your heart, And showing the world exactly who you are. Are you saying it's a party every night, and it's all just a game? Are you saying it's cool to be brain-dead if you got the money, is that your aim? Don't leave yourself out of the hits you create Cause it does matter, and there's little kids who look up to you You have it in you to be great, for the love of God, don't procrastinate! It isn't just records deals and labels, it's life and how you live it Music shouldn't be organized and categorized, that spiel has gone far enough Wouldn't you much rather be making a tune that plays into peoples lives... ... for the sake of love? NOTE: I wrote about this topic before in Five Minutes Effort. But it's something I can really sink my teeth into and chose to give it another go.