Buckeye city

Letra

[INTRO] Wake up, Columbus, feel the pulse of the streets, From Linden to the Short North, we’re moving feet. [VERSE 1] Linden’s brick lanes, sunrise on the river, Hilltop dreams rising, pushing past the quiver. Franklinton’s grit, where the city’s heart beats, South Side’s sunrise, turning concrete into heat. North Side’s murals, voices paint the walls, East Side’s hustle, where ambition calls. West Side’s midnight grind, lights flicker bright, Near East Side’s rhythm, we’re dancing in the night. Parsons whispers hope in every alley, Livingston’s legacy, stories that won’t fall. Cleveland Avenue, where the hustle never stops, Broad Street echoes the city’s nonstop. High Street’s echo, the future’s humming loud, Morse Road’s promise, we’re standing proud. Short North’s neon, the night’s bright glow, Columbus, we rise, watch the skyline grow. [CHORUS] (Soulful sampled vocal) Six-One-Four… we still rise. Six-One-Four… we still rise. Six-One-Four… we still rise. [VERSE 2] Construction crews lift steel, building dreams, Entrepreneurs chart routes, chasing gold streams. Families hold hope, small businesses shine, Dream chasers stack ambition, one step at a time. Money’s a river, but loyalty’s the bridge, Earned success in sweat, not just a wage. We’re grinding every day, city’s heartbeat, In the 614, we’re all in the same seat. Buckeye pride, we wear it like a crown, Friday night lights, we’re never alone. From the West to the East, North to South, Every block’s a story, every soul a vow. [BRIDGE] We’re a mosaic of dreams, colors bright, From the rusted rails to the neon light. The city’s pulse, it’s beating strong, In every corner, we all belong. [CHORUS] (Soulful sampled vocal) Six-One-Four… we still rise. Six-One-Four… we still