<SONG_DETAILS>[GENRES: Future Funk, Melodic Dubstep][STYLE: uplifting, melodic, energetic][ARRANGEMENT: intense groove, clean melodies, smooth harmonies][PRODUCTION: masterpiece, perfectly recorded, clean vocals, energetic beats, high quality][DYNAMICS: Energetic throughout, gradual builds and releases, Smooth transitions][EMOTIONS: happy, energized]</SONG_DETAILS>
[INTRO – Instrumental Funk Groove]
(Bass slaps, horns blast, the groove kicks in)
[VERSE 1]
Some days feel like a hurricane, tearin’ up my mind
Lost in the thunder, but I won’t resign
Got a storm in my chest, but I still shine
Gotta dance in the rain ‘til the sun aligns
[PRE-CHORUS]
Ain’t no mountain too high, no valley too low
When the world says stop, I say "Let’s go!"
I’ma keep on movin’, feel the groove take hold
Turn the dark into light, watch the story unfold
[CHORUS] (INSANELY CATCHY, EXCESSIVE RHYMES)
Oh-oh-oh, don’t you cry, keep your head up to the sky!
Low, low, lows gon’ fly, we gon’ turn ‘em super high!
No, no, no, we don’t break, we just bend then levitate!
Go, go, go, feel the bass, make the pain evaporate!
[VERSE 2]
Life throws shade, but I wear my shine
Bounce right back, won’t waste no time
I got love, I got fire, I got beats in my veins
Every setback’s just a setup for a bigger campaign
[PRE-CHORUS] (VARIATION)
Ain’t no doubt in my soul, no fear in my stride
When the weight gets heavy, I still ride
I’ma keep on climbing, no looking back
Turn the pain into power, turn the blue into black
[CHORUS REPEAT] (Even funkier, add harmonies & ad-libs)
[BRIDGE] (CALL & RESPONSE STYLE – CROWD CHANT FEEL)
(Call) We got rhythm! (Response) We got soul!
(Call) We got love! (Response) We got gold!
(Call) We ain't foldin'! (Response) We ain’t cold!
(Call) We gon' rise! (Response) We gon' glow!
[BREAKDOWN] (Funky Instrumental – Let the Bass and Guitar Shine)
(Claps, crowd chants, horns riffing, keys grooving)
[OUTRO – CHORUS REPRISE] (HIGH ENERGY, BIG FINISH)
Oh-oh-oh, don’t you cry, keep your head up to the sky!
Low, low, lows gon’ fly, we gon’ turn ‘em super high!
No, no, no, we don’t break, we just bend then levitate!
Go, go, go, feel the bass, make the pain evaporate!
(Final funky guitar lick, horns hit, drums roll out—fade to silence… then one last bass slap!)
Whubbmaster
