* Spark up the rhythm, let the speakers ignite!

Reggae swing meet boom-bap fight!

Feet off the ground, yeah, we levitate light—

This beat’s got teeth and it bites just right! *

Sun hits the pavement like a snare crack

Sweat on my neck but I don’t look back

Bassline walks lazy, then BOOM—kick snaps tight

My heartbeat syncs to the wrong kind of right

Concrete hums low with a dub in its chest

I spit truth sharp, put doubt to the test

No fancy words, just syllables clean

Cut through the noise like a blade in between

Spark up the rhythm, let the speakers ignite!

Reggae swing meet boom-bap fight!

Feet off the ground, yeah, we levitate light—

This beat’s got teeth and it bites just right!

Corner store radio plays our anthem loud

Mama’s old fan spins like a crowd in a cloud

I rhyme with the clink of bottle caps tossed

Every bar’s a spark, never counting the cost

Hands on the air like they’re tuning the sky

No need for wings when the groove makes you fly

Stress melts like ice in a glass left too long

Now the whole block’s singing this rebel song

Spark up the rhythm, let the speakers ignite!

Reggae swing meet boom-bap fight!

Feet off the ground, yeah, we levitate light—

This beat’s got teeth and it bites just right!

DJ flips vinyl, dust turns to gold

Stories unfold in rhythms untold

No neon signs, just streetlamp grace

And the way your shoulders find their own place

When the hi-hats shimmer like morning dew

And the kick drum says: “Yeah, the world’s brand new”

So I ride the wave, no map, no plan

Just mic in hand and the beat in my hands

Spark up the rhythm, let the speakers ignite!

Reggae swing meet boom-bap fight!

Feet off the ground, yeah, we levitate light—

This beat’s got teeth and it bites just right!