[Intro]
Whispers in a crowded street, heartbeat in a brass parade
City lights flash like stories, every doorway knows my name
[Verse 1]
I’am the street’s old violin, carrying memories in my throat
Singing of sunlit markets and late-night promises I wrote
I walk through drums and sugar hiss, confessing every scar
Afrobeat in my lungs keeps time with every breath I draw near and far
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold my rhythm, hear my truth, let the whistle tell the tale
From grandma’s kitchen gospel to the corner shop’s request for scales
[Chorus]
Pulse of the people, voice of the street, I bloom in the rhythm’s glow
Weaving dreams through horn and heartbeat, where wild and warm winds blow
I tell my story in vibrant hues, in every clap and sway
Afrobeat in my chest, I’m alive in every sway
[Verse 2]
I trade my doubts for percussion, let courage rise with the groove
Characters walk through my lines, each one finding their own move
A dancer, a trader, a mother with a child on her knee
In every verse I scrawl a path for what tomorrow could be
[Pre-Chorus]
Sing, don’t hide your truth, let the chorus lift your wings
Riddles of the city unravel when a steady tempo sings
[Chorus]
Pulse of the people, voice of the street, I bloom in the rhythm’s glow
Weaving dreams through horn and heartbeat, where wild and warm winds blow
I tell my story in vibrant hues, in every clap and sway
Afrobeat in my chest, I’m alive in every sway
[Bridge]
Rhythm sharp as a spark, glow of copper in the dark
Characters step forward, hearts beating loud and stark
[Chorus]
Pulse of the people, voice of the street, I bloom in the rhythm’s glow
Weaving dreams through horn and heartbeat, where wild and warm winds blow
I tell my story in vibrant hues, in every clap and sway
Afrobeat in my chest, I’m alive in every sway
[Outro]
So I keep walking with the beat, let the night ride on my feet
Afrobaet, voices rise, and every story finds its seat