Lyrics

[Intro – whispered reverence, Chavacano + Bisaya + English]

Brad-Lee…
El tuyo nombre tiene fuego que suave camina.
(Your name walks softly with fire inside.)
Kalayo sa imong spirit, pero buotan imong dalan.
(You’ve got fire in your spirit, but your path is kind.)

Brad-Lee…
Come closer. This dance — it’s your soul speaking.
Wuk up slow. Rise steady. This is for you.

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[Verse 1 – emotional + groove begins to build]

You move like a man who’s danced through war
Scars on your chest, but feet still on the floor
You wuk not just to feel alive
But to tell the world, “Yeah… I survived.”

You don’t need no flashing lights
Just a speaker, a beat, and moonlit nights
You turn pain into rhythm with every bend
Each move say, “This won’t be how I end.”

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[Pre-Chorus – melodic chant begins]

They told you “Sit still.” You said “Nah.”
Tried to break you — you danced right past.
You wuk for the joy, for the pride, for the tears
Brad-Lee don’t move — Brad-Lee clears.

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[Chorus – viral rhythm, Bajan bounce + Afro soul]

Wuk up like B, no shame in ya sway
Roll dem hips, wipe tears away
Dip it low, rise up tall
Brad-Lee dance break every wall

One hand up, one foot glide
That’s the spirit you can’t hide
They see the smile — they miss the storm
But you wuk like where you been was born

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[Verse 2 – Caribbean dub feel + Bisaya/Ilocano references]

Hoy Brad-Lee… aguy, kalayo lagi ka!
(Hey Brad-Lee… damn, you’re on fire!)
Whine slow, let the music speak
Ilocano: “Ay ayaten ka — feel so deep”
(I love you — feel so deep)

No pretense in that body flow
You just let the memories go
From nights alone to island breeze
Your soul now dances just to breathe

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[Bridge – Afro-Dub breakdown + poetic chant]

You ain’t wukking for attention
You wuk for redemption
For the kid who cried in silence
For the man who chose defiance

Zulu: Ngiyakubona, umfowethu.
(I see you, my brother.)
Twi: Wo yɛ den. Brad-Lee yɛ den.
(You are strong. Brad-Lee is strength.)

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[Chorus – explosive, remix energy]

Wuk up like B, let di bassline talk
Whine di truth, let the doubters walk
You ain’t broken — you’re alive and blessed
Brad-Lee wuk, no more stress

Hands on heart, hips on time
You survived — now make it shine
Wuk for the love, for the pain you knew
Wuk for the rhythm only you moved through

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[Outro – harmony echo, fading heartbeat drums]

Brad-Lee… you dance like testimony
You wuk like praise and poetry
You wuk like no one sees the past…
But every move says: “I made it — at last.”