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Example

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Тональность: Db major
Intro 1
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He was
Verse 1
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lying there thinking,
kinda restricted
Searching for a subject,
something gripped him
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Tipped him over the scale, he prevailed
Sing it with a gimmick
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and you get out of jail
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But he weren't behind bars,
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he was playing
Monopoly
Instead of sitting down and writing
music properly
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Sloppily he sat there, chewing his pencil
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A lack of stimulus,
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it was driving him men tal
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His ideas were thin, creativity slim
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He needed a meal like that
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bird down the gym
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Food is for four, so he thought for a min
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A light bulb flashed
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and he shot up with a grin
An epiphany right there,
changed the rules quick
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Why not write a track?
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That's com mercial bullshit
Why not write a track for
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the mainstream?
Same thing, lame thing,
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stuck in their daydream
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With my lyrical toolkit,
I've written this bullshit
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Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
I won't confuse it with urban music
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Cause I'm never gonna get that far
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With my lyrical toolkit,
I've written this bullshit
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Stickin' to the rules of commercial music I
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won't confuse it with urban music
Cause I'm never gonna get that far
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All
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American rappers are cruel
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Cause they all got more money than you
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It's it's true
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You ain't gonna match
him whatever you do
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Why the funny face to my crazy antics?
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I'm a nice change to the pop romantics
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Something fresh to the new
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school rap semantics
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I'm bling bling transatlantics
Copying the yanks,
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this should never have started
Now everybody's singing
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about the broken hearted
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The dearly departed and the
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weapons they've harboured
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They think we really care about the
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places they've partied
Who can be the best cat
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at licking her arsehole?
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They all stark in the game
of pass the parcel
The parcels music, if one's to lose it
There'll be another arsehole
there to abuse it
Born in
London, I suppose I'm urban I find all
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the trappings of the scene disturbing
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I don't want a life with cars
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and big tits
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Cos I'm happy with a cuppa
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and some biscuits
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With my lyrical toolkit,
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I've written this bullshit
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Sticking to the rules of commercial music I
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won't confuse it with urban music
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Cos I'm never gonna get that far
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With my lyrical toolkit,
I've written this bullshit
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Sticking to the rules of commercial music I
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won't confuse it with urban music
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Cause I'm never gonna get that far
All
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American rappers are cool
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Cause they all got more money than you
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It's true
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And no one can hide from the truth
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So there's a rap epidemic,
the best end to retirement
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I'm shaken by this madness,
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epileptic assignment
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Confined, my mind tries to align
to bring a stop to the benign
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That's a basic requirement,
a stable childhood with a passion for poetry
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Listen to the crap that
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the industries throw at me
Try to be intelligent but
nobody's stirred
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Commercially viable if I wanna be heard
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Oi,
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London crew, where my geezers at?
Where my birds with
Bacardi breezers at?
Ok, that's my cheap shot
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at ma terialism
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But I ain't even been to prison
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It won't work,
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a year from now you'll be stealing this
But just right now you ain't feeling this
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I hear the booze and the hiss
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from the music abyss
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It's all hit and miss, bruv, trust me
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With my lyrical toolkit,
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I've written this bullshit
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Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
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I won't confuse it with urban music
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Cos I'm never gonna get that far
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With my lyrical toolkit,
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I've written this bullshit
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Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
I won't confuse it with urban music
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Cos I'm never gonna get that far
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Yo, if you wanna come to my hotel
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You can't cos I live with my parents
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That's how we get down
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This example,
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Mr
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Rush on the beats here
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Just having a little cheap shot of commercial bullshit,
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you know what I mean?
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Ain't no oth er music, if we were doing that,
you know what I mean?
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We're never gonna get that far

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