The World Goes Round

 (Rap Song)

(Hook)
The world goes round, the world goes round, pound for pound,
It all falls quick—hurry up, vision clear from the bury ground.
Bouncin’ right back, back up like a round ball,
I’m from a place and a time where we had to dodge it all.

(Verse 1)
Young LIB boys, yeah, fledglin’ on the block,
Throw them things at your doom, call it Dodgeball, don’t get caught.
I ain’t playin’, y’all, life was wild like a warzone,
Every day surviving, had to make it on our own.

But plot twist—me, moms, and older sis,
By grace, transitioned, we escaped the abyss.
New place, new space, Pops chased that dream,
One day he’ll find a way to put us in a safe scene.

(Pre-Chorus)
Someday, yeah, we’d land in the USA,
Far from rebels and vultures, no more livin’ that “veda-loca” way.
Made the swish like a buzzer shot, came overseas to see,
Now we rise like the sun, it’s the legacy for me.

(Hook)
The world goes round, the world goes round, pound for pound,
It all falls quick—hurry up, vision clear from the bury ground.
Bouncin’ right back, back up like a round ball,
I’m from a place and a time where we had to dodge it all.

(Verse 2)
Nelly-Timz, yeah, what a fine boy I be,
Came from strugglin’ roots to dreams across the sea.
Runnin’ with a hustle, kept the grind in my soul,
From LIB to the States, now we breakin’ the mold.

Pops had the vision, Moms had the faith,
Sis had my back through every twist we faced.
The journey was wild, but the spirit don’t break,
We flipped the odds, now the world we’ll shake.

(Pre-Chorus)
Someday, yeah, we’d land in the USA,
Far from rebels and vultures, no more livin’ that “veda-loca” way.
Made the swish like a buzzer shot, came overseas to see,
Now we rise like the sun, it’s the legacy for me.

(Hook)
The world goes round, the world goes round, pound for pound,
It all falls quick—hurry up, vision clear from the bury ground.
Bouncin’ right back, back up like a round ball,
I’m from a place and a time where we had to dodge it all.

(Outro)
Now we climbin’ higher, no more duckin’ the fire,
Turned pain into power, let the haters conspire.
From LIB to the world, yeah, the story is ours,
Shine bright in the dark—call us midnight stars.