[Intro]
City hum, neon rain, I lace my steps.
[Verse 1]
I'm a rat with a velvet bite in the night,
Tiny paws, big schemes, I hustle for the light.
Damned if they call me just a pest — I’m grit in a rhyme,
Beat drops through the storm, I own the crate of time.
[Pre-Chorus]
Grime in my lungs, I lift the bass up slow,
Fire in my chest, street glare starts to glow.
[Chorus]
I'm a rat with a rhythm, carving my own lane,
I ride the city currents, through sun and rain,
Dust from the alley, gold in my small hands,
From gutter grit to spotlight glow, I take my stand.
[Verse 2]
Hitting the grate like a drum, a rhythm I invent,
Hustle in my heart and courage in every vent,
I dodge the big dogs and chase the skyline's gleam,
Moon on my whiskers, I paint dreams with steam.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the bricks, I lift the beat up slow,
Eyes on the prize, let the streetlight glow.
[Chorus]
I'm a rat with a rhythm, carving my own lane,
I ride the city currents, through sun and rain,
Dust from the alley, gold in my small hands,
From gutter grit to spotlight glow, I take my stand.
[Bridge]
If they doubt a rat’s dream, I spit back the proof,
Every squeak is a chorus, carving a stubborn truth.
[Chorus]
I'm a rat with a rhythm, carving my own lane,
I ride the city currents, through sun and rain,
Dust from the alley, gold in my small hands,
From gutter grit to spotlight glow, I take my stand.
[Outro]
Night fades, I stay in stride, the city signs my name.
