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Make the beat drop, take it to the top. Hug the rhythm close, the melody goes pop.
All that I can say, I'm pressing play. Listen or don't because I'm saying it anyway.

My memories of a day gone past. A moment that I'll make my own.
Another chance and another day. What can I say? I've found my home...
in the songs I hear. Don't stop, press play. Listen to it anyway.
Yesterday has come and gone and all that's left is another song.
Do I belong in this world I live? No one knows what the answer is.
Take and give. Give and take. I know that all of us make mistakes.
The choice we make, wait and see. It's not our fate, it's destiny.
Tell me, please where to go from here. I'm on my knees but have no fear.
I'm feeling vibes from all around. Making sense of sound and sight.
Take the brunt. Stand my ground. Flap my arms. I'm taking flight.
To those of you who know me here's a verse from me to you.
Never thought I'd be a rapper? Hell, it surprised me too.
Courage comes real easy when your talent comes out naturally.
I want what's mine, not your pity. I know my voice is not that pretty.
Music is a choice and it comes to those who choose it.
This is my only voice and I'm not afraid to use it.

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Hear my flow in the now and after. Swing from the rafters hold the laughter. Moving faster, here and later. All I need is a pen and some paper.
Grip my phaser, set to kill. Line up the sights, fire at will. You can't believe how I'm teasing, pleasing. Never need a reason, squeezing...
triggers, go and figure. Started out small but I'm growing bigger. Don't shiver because I'm cold, cool, and bold or so I've been told.
The phones on hold. That is right. Bright as day and dark as night.
Walk to the light it's black and white. Blowing up the track like I'm dynamite.
Full of surprises. I'll prove that I am the wisest. Avoid the imminent crisis. The brightest light is always the tightest.
Fight if you can. Never give in to their demands. Won't bury my head in sand. I'll spread my sound throughout the land.
Hear my plan. This song is a planted seed. Anthems and creeds, in your mind they'll start to breed.
Ears will bleed. Hearts will throb. If you don't like it, go and sob.
Proudly, no other choice I'm shouting my only voice.