Lyric

Concrete panels breathe, colors wake the street

Spray and motion, corners find their beat

Sticker dreams and halftone halos collide

We step through frames where the bright beats ride

Hands up, lines ignite

Rhythm folds, the panels come to life

Panel Parade, move through the frames

Pop the scene, play all the games

Colors shout what words can't say

We walk the art and find our way

Panels pop, ink flies, we ride the sound

Beat hits hard, color spills the ground

Move the frame quick, step, don't stall

City edges answer every call

Spray the path, stencil marks the pace

Footwork tight, echo carves the space

Snap the moment, fold it in our hands

Rhythm stitches lines into plans

Push the panel, shift the scene, take floor

Fold, unfold, then open up for more

Pulse in the chest, paint runs in the vein

Panel Parade loud, loop it again

Paint-streak laughter rolling on the block

Poster moons and vinyl ticking the clock

Skate lines carve a rhythm in the flow

Paper prints and colors on the go

Raise the stencil, break the hush

Feel the motion in the brush

Panel Parade, move through the frames

Pop the scene, play all the games

Colors shout what words can't say

We walk the art and find our way

Panels pop, ink flies, we ride the sound

Beat hits hard, color spills the ground

Move the frame quick, step, don't stall

City edges answer every call

Spray the path, stencil marks the pace

Footwork tight, echo carves the space

Snap the moment, fold it in our hands

Rhythm stitches lines into plans

Push the panel, shift the scene, take floor

Fold, unfold, then open up for more

Pulse in the chest, paint runs in the vein

Panel Parade loud, loop it again

Panels fade but color stays

We carry art into our days