The Melody Makers Lounge

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Step through the double doors, smell the incense burning low Got producers on the laptop, watch the waveform flow You a painter? You a writer? You a singer on the rise? Ain't no industry executive here sizing up your size See, some places lock the gates, want to keep the keys locked tight Hiding all the secrets 'cause they scared you might ignite Not up in here, partner, drop your bag and take a seat Everybody eats when we assemble on the beat Got the 808s bumping and the monitors are clean Living out the vision of an open-door routine No VIP sections, no velvet rope deceit Just a circle of creators making magic on the street.

(Welcome to the Lounge, man) Where the creativity flows and nobody's on a power trip! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Bring your friends, bring your fans, let your heavy burdens slip! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Ain't no posers in the corner acting like they know it all! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) From the basement to the ceiling, hear the melody call!

Look around the room, see a legend talking craft To a kid with a laptop sharing headphones and a laugh No ego-tripping wardens, no one checking for your stats Just real musicians trading melodies and hats You can plug your guitar in, or you can hum a little tune We'll have a jam session running underneath the moon If they slammed the door on you down at corporate headquarters Tell 'em step aside, we opening up the new borders We ain't gatekeeping art, man, that culture is played out Collaboration is what this collective is about Grab a beverage from the cooler, find a cushion on the floor The ride is about to start, man, let me lock the front door!

(Snap, snap, snap, snap) Let it breathe for a second... Let the beat ride... If you've been working on a verse in the dark all alone, bring it into the light. Nobody's judging your mixdowns. Nobody's stealing your style. Just pure community. Just pure frequency. (Are you ready?) (Here we go!)

Yeah, shout out to everybody making something out of nothing. Keep your minds open. Keep your circles tight, but your doors wide. The Melody Makers Lounge is officially open for the evening. We out.

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(Hey... yeah) (Nitti on the beat, but we in the Lounge now, man) (No gatekeepers allowed in this motherf****)* (If you got a pen, if you got a pad, if you got a frequency... step on in) (It’s goin’ down... in the Lounge) Step through the double doors, smell the incense burning low Got producers on the laptop, watch the waveform flow You a painter? You a writer? You a singer on the rise? Ain't no industry executive here sizing up your size See, some places lock the gates, want to keep the keys locked tight Hiding all the secrets 'cause they scared you might ignite Not up in here, partner, drop your bag and take a seat Everybody eats when we assemble on the beat Got the 808s bumping and the monitors are clean Living out the vision of an open-door routine No VIP sections, no velvet rope deceit Just a circle of creators making magic on the street. (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Where the creativity flows and nobody's on a power trip! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Bring your friends, bring your fans, let your heavy burdens slip! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Ain't no posers in the corner acting like they know it all! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) From the basement to the ceiling, hear the melody call! Look around the room, see a legend talking craft To a kid with a laptop sharing headphones and a laugh No ego-tripping wardens, no one checking for your stats Just real musicians trading melodies and hats You can plug your guitar in, or you can hum a little tune We'll have a jam session running underneath the moon If they slammed the door on you down at corporate headquarters Tell 'em step aside, we opening up the new borders We ain't gatekeeping art, man, that culture is played out Collaboration is what this collective is about Grab a beverage from the cooler, find a cushion on the floor The ride is about to start, man, let me lock the front door! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Where the creativity flows and nobody's on a power trip! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Bring your friends, bring your fans, let your heavy burdens slip! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) Ain't no posers in the corner acting like they know it all! (Welcome to the Lounge, man) From the basement to the ceiling, hear the melody call! (Snap, snap, snap, snap) Let it breathe for a second... Let the beat ride... If you've been working on a verse in the dark all alone, bring it into the light. Nobody's judging your mixdowns. Nobody's stealing your style. Just pure community. Just pure frequency. (Are you ready?) (Here we go!) Yeah, shout out to everybody making something out of nothing. Keep your minds open. Keep your circles tight, but your doors wide. The Melody Makers Lounge is officially open for the evening. We out.

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