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[Verse] Buckets bangin’ on the corner, hear that rhythm rise, Kids with sticks and hearts igniting midnight skies. Sidewalk’s jumpin’, 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, We’re the sound of the night, making everything right. [Verse] Old man’s tapping on his cane, rhythm goes deep, Young girls spinning on the curb, can’t help but leap. From the mailbox to the fire hydrant’s 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, We’re the sound of the night, making everything right. [Bridge] Snap your fingers, stomp your feet, don’t hold back, Every heartbeat’s part of this funky soundtrack. Street’s alive, feel the vibe, it’s 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, We’re 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, We’re the sound of the night, making everything right. [Outro] Buckets fade but the groove stays alive, On this block, we keep that funk inside.

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