Fast tempo, hear the heartbeat as I skate through the night,
Punchline heat, got the crowd feeling alright,
Underground vibe, where the real ones unite,
Slick cadence, every bar’s got a bite.
Got the verbal fire, watch it blaze in the dark,
Locked groove, speakers thump, igniting the spark,
Infinite bars, I’m a prophet with a pen,
Spitting wisdom in the rhythm, let the lesson begin.
From the shadows we rise, voices echo and blend,
Crafting magic with the words, these beats never end,
City lights flicker, like the thoughts in my mind,
Penning stories of the struggle, leaving ignorance behind.
Life’s a game of chess, but I’m playing it raw,
Breaking down the silence with the rhymes that I saw,
Each line is a bullet, every verse a sword,
Carving pathways to the truth, it’s a lyrical war.
Elevating the struggle with the vibe that I bring,
Dancing on the edge, let the freedom ring,
Through the cracks and the pavement, we forge our own fate,
Sipping from the chalice, never tempting the hate.
So gather 'round the fire, let the words take flight,
In this underground temple where we redefine light,
Fast tempo heartbeat, it’s the sound of our breath,
Masterpieces in motion, we’re alive until death.
With punchlines like daggers that cut through the grime,
We elevate the movement, we’re the voice of the time,
Infinite bars flowing, like a river it flows,
In the rhythm of the underground, forever it grows.
So hear me when I say, let the beat be your guide,
With slick cadence, we’re dancing, there’s nothing to hide,
In a world full of chaos, find peace in your art,
In the echo of the crowd, let the music restart.
These words are the legacy, the truth that I weave,
In the fire of the night, we rise and believe,
As the final note lingers, wrapped in the sound,
We’ll carry on this journey, forever underground.
Hip Hop
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