Letras
Wheels beneath me razor-sharp
Asphalt canvas, urban art
Lightning bolt through concrete veins
Breaking rules, snapping chains
Gravity's just a suggestion here
My board slices atmosphere
Crowd's electric, pulses rise
I'm painting freedom 'cross the skies
Watch me fly, watch me soar
Beyond the limits, breaking core
Twelve years old, but my soul's on fire
Pushing past what they require
Whispers ripple through the crowd
Secrets dancing, low and loud
Their eyes track every twist and spin
Where rebel spirit falls and wins
Ramps are calling phantom sounds
My heartbeat pounds without a ground
This moment captured razor-thin
Between the fall and discipline
Watch me fly, watch me soar
Beyond the limits, breaking core
Twelve years old, but my soul's on fire
Pushing past what they require