Lyrics
[Verse 1] Rollin' down the street, board under my feet, Asphalt jungle rhythm, I ride to my own beat. Spray cans rattlin', colors in my mind, Taggin' the world, leavin' my mark behind. [Pre-Drop] The night's my canvas, about to make my mark, Adrenaline rushin', as I skate through the dark. [Drop] Bass drops heavy, like my wheels on the street, Skatin' hard, taggin' walls, feelin' the heat. [Chorus] Skate and create, it's the art of the street, From the ramps to the walls, we never admit defeat. Ridin' the edge, paintin' the town, In the world of the night, we wear the crown. [Post-Drop] The echo of the drop, like the rattle of a can, A symphony of chaos, where this art began. [Verse 2] Back on the verse, with a flick of the wrist, Leavin' my signature, existin' in the mist. The city's alive, with the sound of the wheels, Art in motion, you know how it feels. [Verse 3] Movin' through shadows, the city's my stage, Leaving my soul on every concrete page. The spray hisses softly, the night air is crisp, I'm the poet, the artist, with each daring risk. [Post-Drop] Lights flicker, beats sync with my heart, In this urban gallery, we all play a part. [Drop] Bass drops heavy, like my wheels on the street, Skatin' hard, taggin' walls, feelin' the heat. [Chorus] Skate and create, it's the art of the street, From the ramps to the walls, we never admit defeat. Ridin' the edge, paintin' the town, In the world of the night, we wear the crown. [Post-Drop] The echo of the drop, like the rattle of a can, A symphony of chaos, where this art began. [Verse 2] Back on the verse, with a flick of the wrist, Leavin' my signature, existin' in the mist. The city's alive, with the sound of the wheels, Art in motion, you know how it feels. [Post-Drop] The echo of the drop, like the rattle of a can, A symphony of chaos, where this art began. [Verse 2] Back on the verse, with a flick of the wrist, Leavin' my signature, existin' in the mist. The city's alive, with the sound of the wheels, Art in motion, you know how it feels. [Verse 3] Movin' through shadows, the city's my stage, Leaving my soul on every concrete page. The spray hisses softly, the night air is crisp, I'm the poet, the artist, with each daring risk. [Post-Drop] Lights flicker, beats sync with my heart, In this urban gallery, we all play a part. [Chorus] Skate and create, it's the art of the street, From the ramps to the walls, we never admit defeat. Ridin' the edge, paintin' the town, In the world of the night, we wear the crown. [Outro] As the track fades, like the paint on the wall, We leave our stories, for the world to recall.
