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Night Feels Like Ours (Cruisin' Anthem) 2 by Musah

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Night Feels Like Ours (Cruisin' Anthem) 2 by Musah - Contemporary Hip-Hop,Male Vocals music cover art

Night Feels Like Ours (Cruisin' Anthem) 2

Contemporary Hip-Hop,Male Vocals

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[Intro]
(Ad-lib: yeah, skrrt, let's go)
Midnight-blue Impala, low glow on the dash,
Cold air, leather scent, windows down — city flash.
Bass steady, 90 BPM in my chest (bass build)...
Crew laughin’ in the backseat — this night’s a test.
[Verse 1]
Hit Main St., neon diner at the corner light,
Red cup laughter, streetlamps flicker, everything's alright.
Maple syrup clock, late pies and mixtapes spun to tape,
Gas-station jokes, hands on the wheel, no plan to escape.
Radio crackles, our song on repeat, tempo slow then climb,
Vinyl hiss, cheap cologne, every bar another rhyme.
We ride through the blocks where our stories were made,
Rearview full of memories, headlights cut through the shade.
[Pre-Chorus]
Engine hum turns to heartbeat, build it up, don't pause,
Count it down — three, two, one — feel the tension cause (build)
Crew: “We in it.” Me: “We ride.” All: “We go where the night allows.”
(Bass drop) — open-hook into the call.
[Chorus / Hook]
Cruisin' with my boys — night feels like ours. (x3)
(Ad-lib echo: night feels like ours)
[Verse 2 — Anecdote]
Midnight we left Main St. — mixtape burnt to tape,
Pockets empty, pockets full of jokes, laughing at our fate.
Pulled off at 5th & Broadway, curbside solemn light,
“That corner’s where we started,” someone said, “we got this right.”
Remember J's first laugh when the Charger stalled on a hill?
We pushed it, cold hands, warmer hearts — we still do it for the thrill.
Turn the wheel left, past the boardwalk where the lamplights sigh,
Each street sign writes our names, spray-paint memories in the sky.
[Pre-Chorus]
Engine growl, city hush, breath fog on the glass,
We count the nights that made us — future linked to past (build)
All: “We in it.” Call: “Who's ridin'?” Crew responds: “We are.”
(Bass drop — hook hits harder)
[Chorus / Hook]
Cruisin' with my boys — night feels like ours. (x4)
(Ad-libs: yeah, woo, come on)
[Bridge — Turning Point]
Remember when summer left and we swore we’d stay the same?
Promises like cassette tape — fragile but we flame.
One slow turn at the red light, I felt the weight and let it out,
We swore on cheap coffee, on busted laughs, on every doubt.
If the road ever splits, we said we’d meet at the diner sign,
Late night, same table, toast to times that made us shine.
This bond's not perfect — it's weathered, loud, and bruised,
But it’s ours by choice, by midnight miles, by every ride we used.
[Chorus / Hook — Final]
Cruisin' with my boys — night feels like ours. (x4)
(Call-and-response: “Night feels like ours!” — “Night feels like ours!”)
[Outro]
So we ride for the memories, for the jokes, for that one last song,
For the smell of vinyl and the hush between the horns.
Cruisin' with my boys — headlights, laughing, loud vows,
This night keeps us young; night feels like ours — we own it now.
(Ad-libs fade: yeah, skrrt, night feels like ours...)
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