Voices of the Streets

In the shadow of the skyline tall, where echoes Bounce but no names are called. We rise, we roar, we break the wall. The alleys hum with a secret beat. Stories carved into cracked concrete. We're more than whispers beneath your feet. We are the voices of the streets. The fire in the crowd, a heart that beats. We're the unheard, the unseen. The light unseen. Stand tall, stand proud. Feel the heat. Uh. Tired hands, but we lift The load. Every step writes a brand-new code. A language born where the wild winds blow. Underneath the neon glare. We're the spark in the heavy air. No one sees us, but we're everywhere. Rise up. Rise up. Hear the sound. A million feet on solid ground. Uh.