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(Verse 1) Yo, I step into the rhythm, feeling the beat, Life's a journey, walkin' down these streets. From sunrise to sunset, chasing dreams, In the city lights, where nothing's as it seems. (Chorus) Riding the waves, on this u myrban tide, In the hustle and bustle, where dreams collide. We hustle hard, with hearts so strong, In the symphony of life, we all belong. (Verse 2) Concrete jungle, where dreams are born, Faces in the crowd, each a story to be sworn. From the struggles we face to the heights we climb, In this rap of life, we're spittin' our own rhyme. (Chorus) Riding the waves, on this urban tide, In the hustle and bustle, where dreams collide. We hustle hard, with hearts so strong, In the symphony of life, we all belong. (Bridge) Through the highs and lows, we find our groove, In the rhythm of life, we all move. No matter the obstacles, we break through, In this rap of life, staying true. (Verse 3) Eyes on the prize, no time for doubt, In this lyrical journey, I scream and shout. From the city skyline to the neighborhood block, Every step forward, we're building our stock. (Chorus) Riding the waves, on this urban tide, lIn the hustle and bustle, where dreams collide. We hustle hard, with hearts so strong, In the symphony of life, we all belong. (Outro) So here we are, in this rap of life, Facing the struggles, embracing the strife. With every word I spit, and every beat we share, In this rap of life, we rise and declare.
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(Verse 1) Yo, I step into the rhythm, feeling the beat, Life's a journey, walkin' down these streets. From sunrise to sunset, chasing dreams, In the city lights, where nothing's as it seems. (Chorus) Riding the waves, on this u myrban tide, In the hustle and bustle, where dreams collide. We hustle hard, with hearts so strong, In the symphony of life, we all belong. (Verse 2) Concrete jungle, where dreams are born, Faces in the crowd, each a story to be sworn. From the struggles we face to the heights we climb, In this rap of life, we're spittin' our own rhyme. (Chorus) Riding the waves, on this urban tide, In the hustle and bustle, where dreams collide. We hustle hard, with hearts so strong, In the symphony of life, we all belong. (Bridge) Through the highs and lows, we find our groove, In the rhythm of life, we all move. No matter the obstacles, we break through, In this rap of life, staying true. (Verse 3) Eyes on the prize, no time for doubt, In this lyrical journey, I scream and shout. From the city skyline to the neighborhood block, Every step forward, we're building our stock. (Chorus) Riding the waves, on this urban tide, lIn the hustle and bustle, where dreams collide. We hustle hard, with hearts so strong, In the symphony of life, we all belong. (Outro) So here we are, in this rap of life, Facing the struggles, embracing the strife. With every word I spit, and every beat we share, In this rap of life, we rise and declare.
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