Lyrics

hear with ears as I stumble upon, or fall to a trap of another song, listen right and don't listen wrong, relate to the mood or it could be gone, figure out what it is, feeling lyrical melodies I was in, I hear it once it never ends, hook, beat, rhyme, again and again, lend a hand or lend a friend, want it so much you give demands, here it is to you it's sent, and you wonder where your paycheck went, as if it were a puzzle you have to unravel, when you already know the answer, it's music flowing through you.
Chorus - the chinese man, the chinese man, the chinese man lives for music, the chinese man feels for music, the chinese man gives his music, here, here, comes, comes, the chinese man.
I love music and it's not hard to say, certain types of music feel different ways, moods that make or brake your days, in my head it still replays, no more problems no more tension, zip my mouth tight nothing mentioned, I say I love music without hesitation, music over a loved one your decision, similar to words but composition, do you notice when a components missing, or are you not really listening, are you hearing silence, or are you hearing sirens, ain't no game straight up for realing, on the mic your heart is spilling, so sit up straight and pay attention, open your eyes and learn the system.
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I see music do so much for the world, like an on-going developing story that is told, when the melodies seduce grab a hold, because the average person looks for ways to escape, I too step away when I contemplate, is it music or is it fate, is it bright or is it taint, subtle to your ear or do you recreate, mischief and havoc going through your head, off lyrics that were spoke, unquote or said, it bleeds out blood like the color red, you can't contain the drums, can't contain the hums, can't contain the sounds, can't contain the underground, faster than a strike off the pitchers mound, and this is how it sounds.
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