In the city where the shadows dance,
I echo through the streets, gotta take a chance,
Chasing the dreams that hide in the noise,
Fame is the prize, but it’s more than just toys.
Roots in the struggle, I’m digging deep,
Where the rhythm of the hustle never lets you sleep,
Each step I take, I feel the fire ignite,
With the heart of a lion, I’m ready for the fight.
Stride like a soldier on a mission so clear,
In a world full of doubt, I’m the one with no fear,
Feel the beat drop, and the magic unfold,
A revolution of passion breaking out of the mold.
From the corners we rise, with a voice so loud,
Claiming our space, standing tall in the crowd,
We won’t be ignored, we’re the change you can see,
With every echo, I’m rewriting history.
So here’s to the dreamers, the bold and the brave,
With a heart that won’t waver, and a rhythm to save,
Marching together, let the anthem play,
In the echo of the revolution, we’ll find our way.
As the lights dim and reality fades,
We carry the message through the choices we made,
With a legacy shining, we’ll never depart,
United in the rhythm, all connected by heart.
Hip Hop
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