I read the first verse when it was open and second vs was not up yet so i did not vote..
and closed no clean vote time in to vote time in..
Quote:
Originally Posted by Innovator
Press play.
Let the record play, let it take me away.
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Don’t you miss those days when music made you feel a way
When the beat got under your skin and wouldn’t wash for days?
That feeling of nostalgia like you’ve know it for years
As the lyrics played over and over in your ears.
Origins
Before the culture took on popularity and become a machine
It was an idea first, and idea of the hapless against the regime.
A rebels cry in the darkness of the night, a harbinger of light
Seeking truth where there was no truth to be found.
Giving a voice to the voices that had no sound.
A pure movement of necessary footsteps for the times,
Towards catching the ears of the ignorants mind.
Pointing a finger at the very moments most shy away from.
Hoping understanding is the product of listening’ outcome.
The plight of the helpless and those with nothing to lose
Stitched in each snare, tethered to each notes blues.
A reflection of the times, the music was much more
Than a flash in the pan or a catchy score.
When it meant something to feel the pain of life
And you thought you couldn’t handle more strife,
That song brought you back from the darkness
And the light shined just a little more bright.
Though Innovators of an art, you felt you could relate
From their studio to your radio and intern to your mixtape.
I miss the days when music felt like something I understood
I always found a feeling in every record I grooved.
No matter the type of genre I always found my truth.
But these days I find my self lost in today’s youth
The music is different and I don’t understand its roots.
..I remember my pops giving me the same clues.
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But dope..
Keep it up..