[Intro]
In the city hums a heartbeat, concrete choir sings along
We pass the plates of bread and dreams, from dusk till morning dawn
[Verse 1]
Yo, the block is a storybook, gutters be the autograph
Kids ride bicycles like kings, elders lend the map
Speakers pulse the weather, rain-sparkle on tin walls
Mama hums a lullaby, while the late night city calls
[Pre-Chorus]
Hey, look how we rise, from the dust we improvise
Hands clap like drums, we tell our truth in chorus replies
[Chorus]
We want an easy life, in pockets of the sunlit street
But we build it brick by brick, where shouts and laughter meet
Call: “What you got?” Reply: “We got hope and a plan”
We fight for a future bright, with love and all we can
[Verse 2]
Empire in miniature, flags of cloth and pride unfurl
Family stitches the seams of us, a quilted, beating world
Youth sprinting past the checkpoints, dreams in graffiti chrome
We dance through the sirens, find a rhythm, call home
[Pre-Chorus]
Hey, we keep the flame alive, resilience in our eyes
Community circles the block, where every voice replies
[Chorus]
We want an easy life, in pockets of the sunlit street
But we build it brick by brick, where shouts and laughter meet
Call: “What you got?” Reply: “We got hope and a plan”
We fight for a future bright, with love and all we can
[Bridge]
Fireflies in a paper bag, fortunes skitter on the ground
We celebrate small miracles, when the lonely nights turn sound
Neighbors share a toast, a chorus rises, silhouettes align
In unity we bloom, like jasmine after rain and grime
[Verse 3]
Even when the weight is heavy, we choose the stronger track
Kids drum a hopeful heartbeat, elders whisper, “we got your back”
From corner stalls to rooftop prayers, we trade fear for a spark
Map of dreams in the skyline, stitching hope into the dark
[Chorus]
We want an easy life, in pockets of the sunlit street
But we build it brick by brick, where shouts and laughter meet
Call: “What you got?” Reply: “We got hope and a plan”
We fight for a future bright, with love and all we can
[Outro]
So raise a glass to the block, to the memory in the air
To the empire we are building, hand in hand, we rise and dare