[Intro - 2 bars]
(Beat: crisp hi-hats, low synth)
Yeah — two quick claps, lights down, crowd lean in — (ad-lib: let's go!)
[Chorus - Hook + Line]
Midnight We Ignite — (call) Midnight, we ignite!
Sparks on the river, toastin' under city lights, feel the night (ad-lib: whoo!)
[Verse 1 — 16 bars, tight flow]
Clock clicks, dashboard glow — coupe slides by the quay, we rollin' slow,
Leather grips, tach redline, heart synced to the low low flow.
Champagne halo, bubbles like small fireworks in my palm,
Bass hits subway tunnels, every chest a ticking calm.
From squat racks to fast tracks, we earned this shine, no theft,
Gym to the grind, last rep in my mind, paid every debt.
Flash on the screen — last year's fights, last year's rent,
Now the skyline nods back, every scar got a dent.
DJ spins a sample — vinyl crackle, snare snap tight,
We trade whispers for roars, city breathes into the mic.
Raat jawaan, sapne nayi shuruat — (Hindi) hearts unclench, new start,
Saddi vibe high, nacho full night, Punjabi clap, we part.
Neon like confetti, reflections on the river paint the scene,
Friends hug like anchors, strangers toast like they've always been.
Short lines, long nights — we're writing futures in the dark,
Count the minutes, count the wins — every tiny spark.
[Pre-Chorus — 4 bars]
Hold that drip, freeze-frame the grin, rewind the fight,
One small breath, then we push — launch into the light.
(Ad-lib response) Say it back: Midnight! (Crowd: We ignite!)
[Chorus — repeat, add call-and-response]
Midnight We Ignite — (call) Midnight, we ignite!
Sparks on the river, toastin' under city lights, feel the night.
Midnight We Ignite — (call) Midnight, we ignite!
Hands up, glass up, every wrong turned right.
[Verse 2 — 16 bars, punchier internal rhymes]
Rearview shows the miles — hustle codes and offline trials,
Now neon stitches smiles, convertible nights, extra miles.
Phone buzzes, old ghosts left voicemails in January,
We delete then replay the wins, memory's necessary.
Hometown shout — Haryanvi clap, Punjab swing, Hindi hum,
We fuse languages like synths — culture in the drum.
Short breaths, longer steps — we took the stairs not the lift,
Every sleepless studio, every late-night shift.
Ad-libs: (yeah, straight up) crowd echoes through the glass,
This is more than a party — it's a map of how we passed.
Motor hum like a heartbeat, stereo’s chewing the road,
Friends in the back seat laughing loud, overflow, code.
We trade predictions for permissions, plans for proofs,
Tonight’s ledger is light — fill it roof to roof.
Call the crew, rope the moon — we make the pact to fly,
One breath, one leap — let the city be our sky.
[Bridge — Reflection -> Build, 8 bars]
(Beat drops to minimal: soft piano, distant hi-hat)
Slow now — remember nights you folded under stormy sheets,
Remember hands you lost, and mornings with empty seats.
Har dard ko gale lagake, ab nayi roshni le chal — (Hindi)
