Verse 1:
Wanderin' streets, in shoes worn thin,
Life's tales etched in the lines of skin.
No keys in hand, just dreams in tow,
A world to roam, with no place to go.
Pre-Chorus:
Echoes of laughter, and cries in the rain,
Carving out stories, in lanes of pain.
Chorus:
I'm the ghost in the city, the unnamed star,
With no nation to claim, no home to mar.
Just a heartbeat in silence, a shadow at dawn,
A spirit untamed, forever forlorn.
Verse 2:
Singing my tales to the moon so high,
Sharing my woes with the starlit sky.
The pavement's my pillow, the alley's my bed,
A cloak of the night, where my dreams are led.
Pre-Chorus:
Under the bridge, or a bench in the park,
I find my solace, in the embrace of the dark.
Chorus:
I'm the ghost in the city, the unnamed star,
With no nation to claim, no home to mar.
Just a heartbeat in silence, a shadow at dawn,
A spirit untamed, forever forlorn.
Verse 3:
Through the whispers of streets I wander, seeking,
A melody born from the heart, softly speaking.
The rhythm of life, in its rawest form, beats,
Within the soul of the night, where my essence retreats.
Verse 4:
Faces pass, unseen, stories untold,
In the eyes of the many, my tale unfolds.
A refl
In the heart of the night, under neon lights,
Comes a DJ with skills, Netroxy's the name in these fights.
With his fingers on the decks, and his vision so clear,
He's the maestro of beats, making crowds cheer.
From the city streets to the dance floor heat,
Netroxy brings the rhythm that can't be beat.
His tunes are fire, his drops are gold,
With every mix he spins, the energy's bold.
Netroxy in the house, he's the king of the sound,
Turning moments into memories, as the beats surround.
With each pulsating bassline, and every soaring high,
He takes us on a journey, reaching for the sky.
Through the highs and the lows, he controls the vibe,
With his music as the language, no need to describe.
From dusk till dawn, he's on a mission,
To ignite the party with his sonic vision.
With each track he drops, he paints a picture,
Of unity and love, it's a feeling so richer.
With Netroxy at the helm, the night's alive,
As he mixes and blends, we thrive and we dive.
Netroxy in the house, he's the king of the sound,
Turning moments into memories, as the beats surround.
With each pulsating bassline, and every soaring high,
He takes us on a journey, reaching for the sky.