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Gully Boy Anthem 2 by Himansh

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Gully Boy Anthem 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:45
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yeah, from the heart of Bombay’s lanes,
Where the sun burns fierce and dreams ain’t chains,
This is the voice of the gully, the soul of the street,
Listen close, feel the heat.
(Verse 1)
From the chawls of Dharavi, where the hopes ignite,
To the chawl verandas lit by neon light,
Rapping on the trains, local tracks in the night,
Stories of the struggle, grit, and the fight.
Mumbai’s rain-washed alleys, echoes of my pain,
Slumdog dreams hustled through monsoon rain,
Words like dabbawalas, delivering truth in the rhyme,
Every syllable packed with the weight of time.
(Pre-Chorus)
From the chai stalls to the faded walls,
Every corner tells a tale where the gully calls.
My voice, the roar of a million unheard,
Breaking chains with every single word.
(Chorus)
I’m the Gully Boy, rise from the street’s noise,
Spitting fire, weaving dreams with my voice.
From the jhopadpatti to the city’s bright lights,
This is my anthem, my fight, my rights.
(Verse 2)
No silver spoons, just the grit of the grind,
With every punchline, the past rewind.
Echoes of Naezy, Divine’s fierce might,
Carving paths in the darkness, chasing the light.
The dhol beats pulse in my chest, heart’s drum,
Life’s a rap battle where the toughest come from.
Balancing dreams on Mumbai’s razor edge,
Every rhyme a promise, every verse a pledge.
(Bridge)
They doubted the boy from the gully’s core,
But I’m the storm knocking on opportunity’s door.
From despair’s shadow to the spotlight’s gleam,
Rapping my legacy, chasing my dream.
(Emotional Shift)
Tears and triumphs, pain and pride,
Every setback, a step to rise.
In the crowded lanes, I found my voice,
In the chaos, I made my choice.
(Chorus)
I’m the Gully Boy, rise from the street’s noise,
Spitting fire, weaving dreams with my voice.
From the jhopadpatti to the city’s bright lights,
This is my anthem, my fight, my rights.
(Outro)
So here I stand, unbowed, unbroken,
In every rhyme, a story spoken.
Gully Boy forever, Mumbai’s own son,
This rap’s my battle, my war’s just begun.