[Verse] Buckets banginâ on the corner, hear that rhythm rise, Kids with sticks and hearts igniting midnight skies. Sidewalkâs jumpinâ, every step a groove in time, Concrete beats, a funky street parade in line. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the call, the heartbeat of the block, From the stoop to the rooftop clock. [Chorus] Drum it up, drum it up, let the rhythm run free, Neighbors tap, clap back, join this melody. Feel the funk flow through the city lights, Weâre the sound of the night, making everything right. [Verse] Old manâs tapping on his cane, rhythm goes deep, Young girls spinning on the curb, canât help but leap. From the mailbox to the fire hydrantâs beat, Every pulse, every bounce, a story on repeat. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the call, the heartbeat of the block, From the stoop to the rooftop clock. [Chorus] Drum it up, drum it up, let the rhythm run free, Neighbors tap, clap back, join this melody. Feel the funk flow through the city lights, Weâre the sound of the night, making everything right. [Bridge] Snap your fingers, stomp your feet, donât hold back, Every heartbeatâs part of this funky soundtrack. Streetâs alive, feel the vibe, itâs in our soul, From the bucket drums to the stories we all told. [Chorus] Drum it up, drum it up, let the rhythm run free, Neighbors tap, clap back, join this melody. Feel the funk flow through the city lights, Weâre the sound of the night, making everything right. [Chorus] Drum it up, drum it up, let the rhythm run free, Neighbors tap, clap back, join this melody. Feel the funk flow through the city lights, Weâre the sound of the night, making everything right. [Outro] Buckets fade but the groove stays alive, On this block, we keep that funk inside.