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You sit and think about, |
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How you can hit the scene. |
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Take one look inside, |
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Your mirror clear to see. |
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You need to find yourself, |
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As honest as can be... |
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There must be 50 ways to make a record. |
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Now Don't get wrapped into, |
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The hype and what they think. |
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This shit ain't rocket science, |
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And the scene changes with beats. |
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And now you ask yourself, |
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How you want to be seen... |
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There must be 50 ways to make a record. |
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He's up inside the clubs, |
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They like to lean and rock. Oh, |
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Stands around and looks intrigued by what he saw. |
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Now he askes me, |
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How he can make hit songs to reach the top... |
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There must be 50 ways to make a record. |
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50 ways to make a record. |
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You got talent and, |
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Your soul cannot be bought. |
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He looked and smiled at me, |
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And told me "Thanks alot." |
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See I could use your help... |
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And would you please explain about the 50 ways... |
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It's kind of easy, |
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If you have a open mind. |
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This game is more than, |
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Spending money and fucking dimes. |
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It's all within your words, |
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Some shit that outlives time. |
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There must be 50 ways to make a record. |
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50 ways to make a record... |
