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Lyrics
[Verse]
Pockets janglin’, streets paved in gold,
Stories untold, centuries unfold.
Trumpets blarin’, strings in the breeze,
Life’s a feast, bring the bread, bring the cheese.
Dancin’ on the edge of a king’s old crown,
Sweat on my brow, but I’m still gettin’ down.
Echoes of the past in the clink of the glass,
Raise it up high, we ain’t here to outlast.
[Chorus]
Golden streets, golden skies,
Dreams awake, they never die.
Celebrate, we don’t disguise,
Tonight’s the truth, no alibis.
[Verse 2]
Tambourines clash, drums talk in tongues,
Old songs reborn, sung by the young.
Fingers snap, the rhythm attacks,
Heartbeat syncs with the string's syntax.
Every shadow a dancer, every alley a stage,
Every note from the strings breaks outta the cage.
Feet stomp the cobblestones, sparks ignite,
Under neon moons, we rewrite the night.
[Bridge]
Hear the whispers of ancestors sway,
Through the violins that light up the way.
Percussion beats like a heart on fire,
We’re the choir of a world that won’t tire.
Details
GeneratedNov 30, 2025
Duration1:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
upbeat rhythm, manele, celebratory atmosphere, rap with manele influence, vibrant strings, percussion-heavy, rap
Credits
Prompt byZestyJam624
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap with manele influence, upbeat rhythm, manele, rap, vibrant strings, percussion-heavy, celebratory atmosphere
