Through the streets where shadows dance, heavy in reliance,
Every corner turned, there’s a story to unfold,
In the grip of darkness, we break the mold.
Underneath the streetlights, the pulse of our heart,
Step by step, shadow steps play their part,
With every breath, we chase the echoes of the past,
In a world that’s moving slow, we’re built to last.
Heavy flow, like a river’s roar,
We navigate the city, always wanting more,
The mic scream is a call, it ignites the fire,
From the depths of our soul, we build this empire.
Rhythm rise, let the bassline groove,
In the midnight hour, find your inner move,
Weaving words like magic, casting spells with our sound,
Through the struggle and the hustle, it’s unity we found.
From the rooftops high to the alleys low,
We’re the whispers in the dark, letting everyone know,
Fighting through the chaos, we’ll never fall behind,
In the shadows of the night, we’re forever intertwined.
So keep your head high, let the rhythm guide,
In this world of shadows, we’ll take our stride,
With every beat, every line, we’ll rise and shine,
In the midnight grind, yeah, forever we’ll align.
As the dawn breaks through, painting skies with gold,
We find our truth in stories that are never told,
With hearts full of dreams and the strength of the grind,
We leave our mark, in the echo of the mind.
In this journey together, through the struggles we face,
We find the light in the dark, we’re a bold embrace,
Let the music carry us, let the world unwind,
We’ve made our mark, in this midnight grind.
Hip Hop
Midnight grind, shadow steps, heavy flow, mic scream, rhythm rise
Hip Hop
Midnight grind, shadow steps, heavy flow, mic scream, rhythm rise