Daybreak Hustle

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[Verse] Walking down the street with a beat in my head Graffiti on the walls speaking colors instead City lights flicker like a strobe in the haze Every step I take feels like I'm writing my phase [Verse 2] Sneakers hit pavement like a drum rolling tight A hustle in the shadows turns dark into light Pockets full of hope with a future to chase Every stumble is a lesson that I carefully place [Chorus] Concrete dreams rising high touching skies Hustle in my veins never telling lies Every crack in the sidewalk is a story to unfold Writing my legends in the cracks of gold [Bridge] Whispers in the alleys speak louder at night Echoes of ambitions taking flight Catching stars in a net of barbed wire Fueling my soul with an endless desire [Verse 3] Bus windows rattling with the beat of the town Every turn taken lifting me off the ground Heartbeats sync with horns and sirens Amongst the chaos I'm finding my islands [Chorus] Concrete dreams rising high touching skies Hustle in my veins never telling lies Every crack in the sidewalk is a story to unfold Writing my legends in the cracks of gold

Tijd gaat te snel de dag begint 7 uur de wekker roept me ongeduldig luid En het klinkt niet als een fluit Ik moet opstaan Ook al wil ik niet gaan Ontbijt staat al klaar Geen stress want ik hoef nog niet weg Tijd vliegt voorbij als een vogel Het lijkt wel een kogel De tijd is een dief hij steelt wat ik heb Elke dag wordt steeds korter Elk jaar vliegt voorbij Tijd gaat te snel ik hou het niet meer bij Ik moet opstaan, de dag roept me zacht, Maar mijn bed houdt me stevig vast. Toch weet ik, ik moet weer verder gaan, De tijd wacht nooit, De tijd kan alleen maar sneller gaan Mijn dagen vliegen ze blijven niet staan Ze gaan voorbij als een trein door de nacht En ik ren erachter, zo snel als ik kan, Maar de tijd is altijd mijlen vooruit De tijd is een dief hij steelt wat ik heb Elke dag wordt steeds korter Elk jaar vliegt voorbij Tijd gaat te snel ik hou het niet meer bij De tijd stopt nooit, ik kan hem niet vangen De tijd verdwijnt, hij vliegt voorbij Een schaduw valt over wat ik deed Ik blijf maar zoeken, ben niet vrij Hij neemt alles mee, niets dat hij vergeet.

[Verse] Woke up got no time for dreams Streetlights fading but the grind redeems Shadows dancing in the neon streams Chasing paper chasing themes [Verse 2] City's heartbeat got a heavy tone Concrete jungle but we're not alone Echoes whisper in a broken phone Late nights make this place our throne [Chorus] Rise up rise up it's the daybreak hustle With every step the bass and muscle No sleep till we make it double In this jungle we don't shuffle [Verse 3] Corner store's got the best advice A dollar short but life's the price Skipping meals but we're rolling dice Grit and grind breaking all ties [Chorus] Rise up rise up it's the daybreak hustle With every step the bass and muscle No sleep till we make it double In this jungle we don't shuffle [Verse 4] Dreams are written in the skyline's glow A thousand stories in the wind that blow Climbing ladders in the undertow Only path the one we sow

(Verse 1) From the sunny shores of Mallorca, Maria Bel has come to stay, With her husband George and baby Ollie, They've traveled all this way. (Chorus) Oh, Maria, welcome to our home, With Nana's warmth and English food, you'll never feel alone. Though the rain may fall and the wind may blow, In our hearts, love will always grow. (Verse 2) Ollie’s laughter fills the rooms, As Nana’s stories weave through the gloom, George and Maria, hand in hand, Together in this foreign land. (Chorus) Oh, Maria, welcome to our home, With Nana's warmth and English food, you'll never feel alone. Though the rain may fall and the wind may blow, In our hearts, love will always grow. (Bridge) From pasties to pies, the flavors they adore, English tea and scones, they keep asking for more, A week of joy, memories to keep, In this place where the cold can't touch the love so deep. (Outro) So here’s to Maria, George, and sweet baby Ollie, And to Nana, whose love makes it all jolly. Though the weather’s cold and the skies are grey, Our hearts are warm, come what may.

(Verse 1) Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no nursery rhyme Walkin' down the street, same damn concrete grime But hold up, wait a sec, somethin' ain't quite kosher Pigeons doin' the tango, under a neon poster Streetlights hummin' opera, bass so deep it shakes My shoes start tap-dancin', for f***'s sake! A grandma on a scooter, racin' a damn snail This ain't a dream, I'm wide awake, feel the surreal trail. (Chorus) Sidewalk symphony, playin' in my head Everyday absurdities, ain't no time for bed The mundane's gettin' funky, the normal's gone astray Sidewalk symphony, what a f***in' beautiful day! (Verse 2) A fire hydrant's preachin', 'bout the flow of time, man Squirrels are holdin' meetings, scribblin' with a tiny hand My coffee cup's levitatin', spillin' java in the air A mime is breakdancin', without a single care Old newspapers whisper secrets, in a language unknown My phone's ringin' backwards, a distorted ringtone This city's a circus, a cosmic f***in' show Where the ordinary's twisted, and the weird starts to grow. (Chorus) Sidewalk symphony, playin' in my head Everyday absurdities, ain't no time for bed The mundane's gettin' funky, the normal's gone astray Sidewalk symphony, what a f***in' beautiful day! (Bridge) Is it me, or is it real? This question I can't define Lost in the rhythm, of this strange paradigm Maybe the world's just quirky, a little bit askew Or maybe I'm just trippin', on somethin' brand new, goddamn. (Verse 3) The crosswalk stripes are zebra print, the buildings wear hats A dog is walkin' a human, that's where it's at, no sht The air is filled with laughter, a joyous, strange sound Even the garbage cans are gettin' down, gettin' down! I join the parade, dancin' with the freaks and geeks No more questions, just vibin', shoutin' out for weeks This crazy sidewalk symphony, it's got me in its sway Embracin' the weirdness, every single f**in' day. (Outro) Yeah, sidewalk symphony, that's my jam, motherfer A little bit of crazy, makes me who I am. Word the f up.

[Intro] (Soft krar strings fade into a muted trumpet groove) Yo, Lyrik Blaze in the buildin’… Addis heart, Brooklyn soul—ain’t no replacin’… This one’s for the lovers in the trenches… Light a blunt, let it simmer… [Verse 1] Yo, I’m Lyrik Blaze, raised in two worlds collidin’, Eighteen, touchin’ JFK, left Amharic for the sirens. Brooklyn nights, cold as hell, but waizero kept me warm, Met shorty at the bodega—coffee, cream, Ethiopian charm. She said, “Salam, habibi, why your eyes so heavy?” I said, “Girl, I’m from Addis—love’s a war, I’m never ready.” But her smile? Coptic gold, got me speakin’ in tongues, She said, “F*** the past, Blaze—let’s write a new sirat.” [Pre-Chorus] She’s my Brooklyn gursha—sweet, but she’ll cut you quick, Got her nails done at Fulton, but her soul’s Addis thick. Slow whine to the rhythm, her hips like eskista, Lyrik Blaze, man—I’m hooked, no resista’. [Chorus] Habesha love, Brooklyn nights— She’s my bered in the struggle, my wrongs turned right. Lyrik Blaze, yeah, I’m torn between two lands, But her kiss? Holy water mixed with street demands. Habesha love, we bend, never break, From the mercato to Bed-Stuy, man, this love’s our stake. [Verse 2] She’s got scars like taxis, stories in her stride, Lil’ rebel with a gold cross, saints on her side. We argue in Amharic, f*** in Brooklyn slang, Her moans sound like prayers—Egziabher, I’m sank. She said, “Blaze, why you always gotta rap ’bout pain? Let’s turn this trauma into champagne.” Now we sip t’ej in Crown Heights, smoke haze on the roof, Her laugh’s my anthem—truth, dawg, I’m off the stoop. [Pre-Chorus] She’s my Brooklyn gursha—sweet, but she’ll cut you quick, Got her nails done at Fulton, but her soul’s Addis thick. Slow whine to the rhythm, her hips like eskista, Lyrik Blaze, man—I’m hooked, no resista’. [Chorus] Habesha love, Brooklyn nights— She’s my bered in the struggle, my wrongs turned right. Lyrik Blaze, yeah, I’m torn between two lands, But her kiss? Holy water mixed with street demands. Habesha love, we bend, never break, From the mercato to Bed-Stuy, man, this love’s our stake. [Bridge] Yo, we fight like hyenas, f*** like we’re cursed, But when the cops roll by, she’s the shield to my burst. She said, “Blaze, if we die, let’s die in this rain— Addis stars in your eyes, Brooklyn blood in my veins.” I’m a sinner, she’s my Mary—ain’t no church in this dirt, But her love’s the injera that soaks up the hurt. [Outro] (Krar strums, beat fades) Lyrik Blaze… signin’ off… Habesha love, no cap— She’s my war, my peace, my Ethiopian map… One love, two worlds, slow burn… (Whispers in Amharic) Fikirey… fikirey… (My love… my love…) (Siren wails in the distance)

[Verse] Midnight in the city the streets come alive Neon lights flashing money in overdrive From the ground up to the dizzy sky high Got big dreams parked in the driveway [Verse 2] Graffiti tells stories on the brick wall Echoes of hustle in the night call Pulse of the beats bouncing down the hall Gotta keep moving can't ever stall [Chorus] Lights are bright and the minds race Chasing moments always out of place In the city's maze at breakneck pace Keep grinding like it's life's last chase [Verse 3] From the gutter to the penthouse suite Heartbeats sync with the rhythm of the street In the crossroads where dreamers meet Rising tempers and the blistering heat [Bridge] City's heartbeat under the moon's glow Every alleyway got its own show Lost in the echoes that time will bestow In the city's shadows we all flow [Chorus] Lights are bright and the minds race Chasing moments always out of place In the city's maze at breakneck pace Keep grinding like it's life's last chase

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Verse 1 (Hippie-Rap Flow): Kaleidoscope dreams, I’m drippin’ in Gucci green, Purple haze in my veins, champagne in my spleen. Gold-leaf spliffs, every hit’s a fuckin’ wake-up, Private jet cypher, cloud nine’s my break-up. Sippin’ Saintly sins, Louis XIII on my lips, Stripper-shine diamonds, hips sway, cash rips. Weed smoke halo, soul glitchin’ like vinyl, Rich man’s hippie, cashmere rebel, no final. Chorus (Soul Melody): Rollin’ in the green, sippin’ on the gold, Velvet vice, paradise, never gettin’ old. Neon queens, whiskey streams, we fuck the night, Saint or sinner, burn slow—eternal light. Verse 2 (Sultry Rap): Prosecco pros, hips slow-mo in the glow, Stripper saints with painted sins, hell’s payroll. “Bless me, father,” she whispers, cash confess, Cognac kisses, Miss Mary’s got me blessed. High-class junkie, Rolex ticks like a drum, Silk sheets, street sweets—love’s a loaded gun. Moët waterfalls, her curves write the Psalms, Liquor-laced sermons, we dance where God damned. Bridge (Psychedelic Soul): Is this heaven? Or a hole? Smoke rings sing to my soul. Silk and sin, tangled threads, Ferrari reds, beds of regret. Saint or sinner? Lost control— Velvet vices feed my soul. Verse 3 (Gritty Flow): Jack Daniels baptize, stripper heels crucify, Porsche 911, speedin’ through the sky. Hookers in haute couture, karma’s a cheap date, Liquor store liturgy, sin’s on the plate. Puff, pass, cash stacks—holy trinity, “Amen,” she moans, body my divinity. Broken halo, still glowin’ like the moon, Burn the script, life’s a blunt—draggin’ soon. Outro (Fading Soul Ad-Libs): Rollin’… rollin’… (green to gold…) Velvet… neon… (never get old…) Whisper… saint… (fade to smoke…) (Hums) Mmm, eternal light…

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[Verse] I met you on a crowded street Your smile lit up the concrete Magic words we both repeat Two hearts dancing to the beat [Verse 2] Whispers in the midnight air City lights they stare and glare Holding hands without a care I knew right then I'd always be there [Chorus] Heartbeat in the city night Love's a rhythm feeling right Stay with me till morning light Together we can ignite [Verse 3] Walking through the alley ways Moonlight guides our secret maze Every touch a sweet praise We got a love that never fades [Bridge] Through the noise and all the scenes You and I we're kings and queens Living life in dreams unseen True love in the in-betweens [Chorus] Heartbeat in the city night Love's a rhythm feeling right Stay with me till morning light Together we can ignite