In the city where the dreams ignite,
I’m a rhythm rebel, ready to take flight,
Droppin’ beats like a lyrical storm,
Through the chaos, this is where I was born.
Street fire simmering, hearts ablaze,
Chasing shadows, lost in the maze,
Hustle flow, got my grind in sync,
Resilient spirit, never fear to think.
Broken chains, can’t hold me down,
I rise like the sun over gritty ground,
Rhyme master weaving tales untold,
In this urban jungle, my heart’s pure gold.
Every block, every corner, feels the vibe,
Feel the bass pumping, let the sound describe,
Sipping dreams from the fountain of hope,
With every verse, I’m learning how to cope.
Echoes of the past shape my present call,
Streetlights flicker, yet I stand tall,
Crucial moments painted on concrete,
With every step forward, I won’t face defeat.
Chorus of the city sings a different tune,
Stars above dance to a neon moon,
In the pulse of the night, we find our way,
Bound by the rhythm, we’re here to stay.
So here’s to the fighters, the dreamers awake,
In every heartbeat, there’s a chance to take,
With a canvas of life, let’s paint it bright,
Urban hearts beating, in the depth of the night.
And as the song fades, feel the echoes remain,
Together we rise, breaking free from the chain.
Hip Hop
Rhythm rebel, Lyrical storm, Street fire, Hustle flow, Broken chains, Rhyme master, Urban heart