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