Mainstream

She's become mainstream She's been sampled and mixed lacks soul Her beat is not the same Manufactured by society Original is no longer attached to her name A product of a million things but not one Such a waste of talent Sell out Bubble-gum act Can't break it down Repeats herself Not so deep Her heart wants to reconnect But fears it's too late She has already lost her former audience They turned their backs on her She doesn't blame them But she makes her living She carries on Cause people tell her it's safe this way She's manipulated into something new But her spirit is still old Eventually she'll become a broken record But her heart will always remain platinum