Royalboy MBL In Uganda
King Of Africa.
Verse 1
Alarm on the window, sunlight through the blinds,
Concrete cathedral, schedules on our minds.
Subway rumble heartbeat, names we’ll never know,
We’re actors in the footlight where the sirens steal the show.
Late-night rooftops glitter like a thousand distant suns,
Morning coffee bracing for the day that just begun.
Faces in a river, each one carrying a map,
Dreams folded in the corners of a well-worn backpack.
Chorus
This is life in the city, lights that never sleep,
We keep moving forward, even when the nights run deep.
Smiles and strangers passing, every corner tells a tale,
Life in the city — we rise, we fall, we set our sail.
Verse 2
Street vendors calling softly, steam rising from the tray,
Kids on the stoop playing king of yesterday.
Graffiti like a language only certain hearts can read,
Neon promises and paper fish that float on need.
Lunch-hour laughter bouncing off the glass and chrome,
Lonely hearts find shelter under the hum of chrome.
Neighbors share a knowing through a cracked and distant wall,
We build a thousand lifelines in the shadow of it all.
Chorus
This is life in the city, lights that never sleep,
We keep moving forward, even when the nights run deep.
Smiles and strangers passing, every corner tells a tale,
Life in the city — we rise, we fall, we set our sail.
Bridge
There’s beauty in the broken and a hymn in every roar,
A million small beginnings outside each open door.
When the skyline writes your name in pulses and in steam,
You learn to love the mayhem, learn to love the dream.
Verse 3
Midnight on the corner, lovers wrapped in glow,
Taxi lights like comets where lonely feelings go.
Office towers dreaming of the markets they will meet,
Someone’s first hello becomes another’s last retreat.
We trade our private futures for the chance to feel alive,
Counting every detour as a way that we survive.
And when the dawn remembers us, the city takes a
