[Intro]
City whispers in many tongues, a heartbeat in the dust
Neon prayers glow on faces carved with trust
From markets to bus stops, stories braid the air
We rise, we grind, we shine with a stubborn flare
[Verse 1]
Mama’s recipe in the rhythm of a drumline kitchen
Her laughter echoes through alleyways, bright and listenin’
Shoe-shine boys, street poets, chalk on the curb
We spit history in bars, every syllable a verb
[Pre-Chorus]
We carry the old prayers in the pockets of our denims
We march through the noise, toward brighter timin’
[Chorus]
Identity in the dust, resilience in the sun
We write our names on the skyline, everyone
Pride in our laughter, grit in our bones
Community sturdy as the roots that hold the stone
[Verse 2]
Korhogo to Lagos, rhythms cross the streetlight glow
Tales of ancestors rise in the market’s glow
Batch of kids hoop dreams under a mango tree
We hustle with flavor, flavor in our victory
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands joined, we build from the ground up, never alone
Voices blend in chorus, a chorus of home
[Chorus]
Identity in the dust, resilience in the sun
We write our names on the skyline, everyone
Pride in our laughter, grit in our bones
Community sturdy as the roots that hold the stone
[Bridge]
From Dakar nights to Nairobi dawns we celebrate
Footsteps drum the rhythm of a resilient fate
Cousins, neighbors, strangers weaving one design
In every checkpoint, every sunset, we shine
[Chorus]
Identity in the dust, resilience in the sun
We write our names on the skyline, everyone
Pride in our laughter, grit in our bones
Community sturdy as the roots that hold the stone
[Outro]
We belong to the street, to the rhythm, to the sky
Africans, unbreakable, we rise and we fly