Everyone has a favorite song.
One they can relate to.
One that feels like it was written for you.
Turn it on .
Turn it up.
It's like it's corrupted your mind.
You listen to it time and time.
Tapping your pencil.
The feeling of the music hits.
Inspiration.
This is it.
You start to grind out line after line.
Pencil flying over the pages.
Lost track of time.
Your minds addicted to the sound.
Forgot everything around you.
Tears flow.
You keep writing though.
Keep listening.
This voice that's singing to you.
That's talking to your soul.
Everyone has a favorite song.
Turn it on.
Turn it up.
It's like it's corrupted your mind.
Scribbling rhyme after rhyme.
Play it on repeat.
Feel the beat.
Mind doin double time.
It's like this music's telling a story, and it's mine.
Hits me everytime, touches my soul.
Tears flow.
I keep writing though.
Looking down at this rhyme.
Play it on repeat.
Here we go.
Know the words by heart.
Pencil starts to fly.
Line after line.
Writing rhyme that reflects this life of mine.
Everyone has a favorite song.
Turn it on.
Turn it up.
Music touching souls tell the end of time.
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