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Marcus Manchild - The Right Song lyrics
So easily I approach
 The microwave because I think I smell smoke
 Overcooked the popcorn and overlooked style
 Been up in your zip code and overtook towns
 I know you shook down anybody with a smile and some spare change
 We ain't named Paul and yet we know that it's fair game
 Mouths to feed no paper for airplanes
 Just so you run schemes classified miss air brake
 Touched with pain and bust terrain
 You've been walking your whole life through that rough terrain
 Dolling up instruments, tryina up the claim
 But when you called out to god
 It was us that came
 Unbelievable bad habits, I'm speaking through a dust pan
 Cleaner than dirt that evil people do
 Music run in my veins, so what does it mean to you
 Whatever you say, let's just make it believable
 This that rhythm that up jumps the whole thing
 Don't stop rocking just take a solo
 Kick that listen the come goes is on
 Think about it, I'm still trying to write the right song x 2
 Stop, collaborate, listen to irritating
 Cuts to the quick till I'm unplugging the hearing aid
 Silence is golden, imitate the white noise
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 Been there, done worse, improve a dumb work
 Now I'm lacerating your favorite inside of one verse
 Punch draw punch tracks till they punch back
 Woke up my potential and proceeded to sun rap
 Dumbs flap wild, the native talk backwards
 Smack you to the ground, that's an occupational hazard
 Ceremony master, we writing the next chapter
 Take down rappers and I ask questions after
 My sound feels heavy like the 4 pound posies on
 Broadway running through your one horse town
 Careful or you'll lose one, download your groupon
 And please get cracking on some new songs
 This that rhythm that up jumps the whole thing
 Don't stop rocking just take a solo
 Kick that listen the come goes is on
 Think about it, I'm still trying to write the right song x 2
 This is big time, easy while I kick mine
 No need to demonstrate, no need to get signed
 This is big time, easy while I kick mine
 You can dream while you sleeping, I'ma live mine x 2
 This that rhythm that up jumps the whole thing
 Don't stop rocking just take a solo
 Kick that listen the come goes is on
 Think about it, I'm still trying to write the right song x 2












