55 Boulevard

Electric city calling as the night comes alive

Feel the hum of the streets, it's where we thrive

Prologue to a story, under neon skies

Where the bass is the heartbeat and the rhythm never lies

Riding on the currents of this vibrant pulse

Lost in the chaos, where music is the impulse

Echoes of adventure, painted in graffiti hues

Urban landscapes sing, under cosmic views

Cruisin' down the boulevard, got that punk feel

Switchin' lanes with the bass hittin' like steel

Psychedelic vibes, trap beats ignitin' fire

Wood base thumpin', takin' us higher

Cool and dope, with a rhythmic flow

Energetic steps, never movin' slow

Sampling the scene, with that trip hop flair

Alternative dance, take you everywhere

Rockin' the beat, like it's a big beat wave

Rap flows tight, got nothin' but rave

Psychedelic swirls, trippin' on the vibe

Feel the noise rise, hittin' that high stride

Under city lights, the neon signs blink

Got my crew with me, we move in sync

Wood base booming, echoes through the night

Psychedelic dreams in the city's bright light

Punk attitude with the hip-hop soul

Parties underground, where the rhythms roll

Rockin' the beat, like it's a big beat wave

Rap flows tight, got nothin' but rave

Psychedelic swirls, trippin' on the vibe

Feel the noise rise, hittin' that high stride

As we drift through this electric haze,

Life's a cosmic color in a neon blaze,

Catch the rhythm, feel the city's beat,

Punk soul merging with this vibrant street,

Voices rising, unity in the noise,

Lost in the echo, we find our poise,

In this dance of shadows, truth becomes clear,

With every step, we conquer fear.

Rockin' the beat, like it's a big beat wave

Rap flows tight, got nothin' but rave

Psychedelic swirls, trippin' on the vibe

Feel the noise rise, hittin' that high stride

Rockin' the beat, like it's a big beat wave

Rap flows tight, got nothin' but rave

Psychedelic swirls, trippin' on the vibe

Feel the noise rise, hittin' that high stride

Together we ride through this urban parade,

In our echoing chants, a rebel serenade,

Light trails follow as we glide on by,

With dreams that paint the night sky.

Beneath the skyscrapers, where shadows sway,

Punks and poets carve out a new way,

The pulse of the street is our symphony,

Every beat a step towards infinity.