Bronx Breakbeat Bloodline

Born in the Bronx, your block party's bumpin', dreams takin' flight DJ Herc scratchin' the vinyl alive Beats breakin' chains, we survive Rhythms hittin' hard like a streetlight glow Rhymes flowin' fierce from the soul we know Spoken word warriors, paintin' the pain Over bass that dumps through the pourin' rain Hip-hop, part of the hustle, beat-driven soul Rappin' our stories, makin' the broken whole Samples from the past, DJ snizzle gold Rhythm rebellion in the cyphers we hold Yo, it's the voice of the voiceless, the pulse of the fight Turntables turnin' darkness to light Hip-hop eternal in every bar we bite Rappin' the rhythm, ownin' the night From Sugar Hill Gang to the Golden Age Kings Run DMC, rockin' Adidas and rings Public enemy, droppin' bombs with the beat N.W.A. screamin' truth from the street Sampler slice the soul, loops that loop forever Drum machines marchin' clever and clever We rhyme bout the struggle the joy in the grind Emotional echoes leavin' marks on the mind Hip-hop, part of the hustle, beat-driven soul Rappin' our stories, makin' the broken whole Samples from the past, DJ snizzle gold Rhythm rebellion in the cyphers we hold Yo, it's the voice of the voiceless, the pulse of the fight Turntables turnin' darkness to light Hip-hop eternal in every bar we bite Rappin' the rhythm, ownin' the night Pause for the breath, feel the scratch in the air Echoes of ancestors, wisdom we share From lo-fi basements to stadium roars The spoken word symphony opens the doors Emotional waves crashin' on every track Bass-heavy heartbeat, no turnin' back We're the poets on pavement, the kings of the flow Hip-hop's legacy, forever it grows, now global From Harlem to Tokyo nights Trap beats evolvin' but the root stays tight Introspective bars, confident stride Energetic fire, with nowhere to hide Simple history, remix the fate DJ techniques, keep the culture innate We rap for the lost, the dreamers, the bold In this beat-driven world, our stories unfold Hip-hop, part of the hustle, beat-driven soul Rappin' our stories, makin' the broken whole Samples from the past, DJ snizzle gold Rhythm rebellion in the cyphers we hold Yo, it's the voice of the voiceless, the pulse of the fight Turntables turnin' darkness to light Hip-hop, eternal, in every part we write Rappin' the rhythm and ownin' the night