Concrete waves, urban sprawl,
Deck in hand, we conquer all.
Rails and ramps, a playground vast,
Skate the world, from first to last.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
Kickflip high, ollie low,
On this board, we freely flow.
Spin and twist, defy the norm,
In our tribe, the street's reborn.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
Thrash and turn, a ballet wild,
The concrete's scarred, our spirit's filed.
Each scrape, each fall, a badge worn proud,
In this crowd, we're unbound.
Under lights or sun's fierce glow,
The city's pulse, the skaters know.
Through empty lots, down crowded lanes,
We ride the rush, in our veins.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
As the day fades into night,
Our shadows blend into the twilight.
Wheels keep turning, spirits high,
Under the streetlamp, we fly.
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Concrete waves, urban sprawl,
Deck in hand, we conquer all.
Rails and ramps, a playground vast,
Skate the world, from first to last.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
Kickflip high, ollie low,
On this board, we freely flow.
Spin and twist, defy the norm,
In our tribe, the street's reborn.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
Thrash and turn, a ballet wild,
The concrete's scarred, our spirit's filed.
Each scrape, each fall, a badge worn proud,
In this crowd, we're unbound.
Under lights or sun's fierce glow,
The city's pulse, the skaters know.
Through empty lots, down crowded lanes,
We ride the rush, in our veins.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
As the day fades into night,
Our shadows blend into the twilight.
Wheels keep turning, spirits high,
Under the streetlamp, we fly.
Deck in hand, we conquer all.
Rails and ramps, a playground vast,
Skate the world, from first to last.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
Kickflip high, ollie low,
On this board, we freely flow.
Spin and twist, defy the norm,
In our tribe, the street's reborn.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
Thrash and turn, a ballet wild,
The concrete's scarred, our spirit's filed.
Each scrape, each fall, a badge worn proud,
In this crowd, we're unbound.
Under lights or sun's fierce glow,
The city's pulse, the skaters know.
Through empty lots, down crowded lanes,
We ride the rush, in our veins.
Grind the edge, catch the air,
Freedom found everywhere.
Boards as wings, the street's our stage,
In this skate, we write our page.
As the day fades into night,
Our shadows blend into the twilight.
Wheels keep turning, spirits high,
Under the streetlamp, we fly.
Writer: Blair Little
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid