[Intro: Sample]
Reeeen! Oh, Reeeeeen!
Boy, Ren. If you think you're happy now, wait'll you hear this!
It's a record of my favorite song!

[Verse 1: Dumbfoundead]
The first time you heard it was on a mixtape in sixth grade
Which paved the way for you to dig crates and dictate
The way you listen to music to escape your problems
Turn your volume out to ten, the neighbors kept knockin'
But you would've turned it up if eleven was an option
The song you'll be playin' at your wedding if you have one
Makes you dance, makes you smile, makes you feel mad young
Put your favorite song on when you're havin' a bad one
Play it for your children and your grandsons
Spin it when you're out there romancin' women
With that sweet serenade on repeat every day 'cause it's just that good
Took you places that your bus pass couldn't
'Cause that's the jam, light up a joint
You should turn that shit up, get right to the point
Got it on wax, CD, and .mp3
It's the song that fills up that empty feeling

[Chorus]
Is it the beat or the hook or the vibes or the lines?
What makes your favorite song?
Bass, snares, drums, claps
Oh, that's my favorite song
There's no reason to look 'cause you found it right here
It's your new favorite song
Play it again, play it one more time
Play it again, play it two more times
[Verse 2: VerBS]
Aye, what makes your favorite song?
Is it the beat or the rhymes? Can you hum along?
Is a guitar riff strummin' strong? Maybe it is sample-based
As long as it has ample bass, drums keeps runnin' on like sentences
Is it the words sung you ain't never heard spittin'?
Am I talkin' bout some girls? Am I talkin' bout some weed? Am I talkin' bout me?
Am I talkin' bout my needs for life?
Or am I talkin' bout my needs for mics to keep spittin' in for you?
I'm just tryna make sure my penmanship is true
Stay relatable and cool so you care about my latest and my new work
Fall in love with my characters and songs so I can smoke weed and still rhyme and say "screw work"
So what's your favorite song? I don't know, been tryna figure since the first line
But your favorite song's something that you listen to a bunch and it sounds like the first time

[Chorus]
Is it the beat or the hook or the vibes or the lines?
What makes your favorite song?
Bass, snares, drums, claps
Oh, that's my favorite song
There's no reason to look 'cause you found it right here
It's your new favorite song
Play it again, play it one more time
Play it again, play it two more times

[Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle]
[?] open like a breath of fresh air
It's special and rare when put together with incredible care
Movin' rhythm and the melodies [?]
An elegant pair accentuated with intelligent flair
[?] the right chords
The pageant of the lyricist eat the mic cords
The beats are sweet, released through the ether to reach secretly
The universal frequency seeks to find [?]
[?] grooves
Warm hues, let it open your pores, absorb blues
The feeling when you see it performed, stuck into the floor
Screamin' encore, fiendin' for more
Means infinite and speaks to the core
Of your easiness, ingredients
[?] on a tedious day
Keep your fave and give the CD a [?]
Give it five-star ratings on your media play-er
[Chorus]
Is it the beat or the hook or the vibes or the lines?
What makes your favorite song?
Bass, snares, drums, claps
Oh, that's my favorite song
There's no reason to look 'cause you found it right here
It's your new favorite song
Play it again, play it one more time
Play it again, play it two more times