[Verse 1]
I hear them talkin', but there's no song,
Just words with a beat, all strung along.
No tune, no notes, just a steady beat,
Can’t call it music if it’s missing the heat.
They spit their lines with anger and rage,
But where's the harmony on that stage?
I want a voice that flows and soars,
Not a shout or a scream, not a battle or war.
[Chorus]
Where’s the melody, where’s the heart?
Can’t they sing instead of pulling it apart?
I’m looking for voices, not just rhymes,
A song to remember, that stands the test of time.
[Verse 2]
They call it poetry, but it sounds so crude,
Why all the anger, why so rude?
Give me something real, something that shines,
Not just the noise, but real lines.
Why can’t they sing it, let it flow?
Why’s it all talking, going so low?
They take the stage, but the music's lost,
Words on a loop, but at what cost?
[Chorus]
Where’s the melody, where’s the soul?
Can’t they find the beauty in the role?
I want music to carry me away,
Not just words thrown out in dismay.
[Bridge]
I’m longing for voices that rise and sing,
For rhythms that soar, that real joy brings.
Give me a tune that can lift me up,
Not just noise, filling the cup.
[Outro]
It’s more than words, it’s a tune, a tone,
Something that strikes to the heart and bone.
Where’s the song that they’re meant to play?
Where’s the music that won’t fade away?