Can you feel the sound rising?

It's more than just a vibe, it’s the future imploding.

BUMP, BUMP, BUMP, let's ignite the streets,

In this market of vibes, the prophecy beats.

Where music scribes the tomorrows,

Listen close, you’ll hear the echoes of sorrows.

It’s not just notes, it’s a sacred art,

A signal so strong, it pierces the heart.

Long before the ink dried on papyrus sheets,

Melodies twirled in the cosmic beats.

BUMP, BUMP, let’s stake the sound,

Where every note whispers, the truth can be found.

Be a prophet, take the leap!

Feel the pulse, the vibe we keep!

BUMP, BUMP, let the world align,

In a rhythm of futures, let our souls entwine!

Imagine a space where you own the track,

Stake your claim, there’s no looking back.

You predict the hit before the dawn breaks,

Echoes of joy in the choices you make.

Every play’s a chance, every beat’s a stake,

In this market of dreams, real change we'll create.

BUMP, BUMP, let’s stake the sound,

Where every note whispers, the truth can be found.

Be a prophet, take the leap!

Feel the pulse, the vibe we keep!

BUMP, BUMP, let the world align,

In a rhythm of futures, let our souls entwine!

We're the heart of the scene, the pulse of the crowd,

No more shadows, let’s shout it out loud!

Curation by consciousness, a new brand of art,

Together we breathe life into the beating heart.

[Spoken Word]

Listen, the universe sings in key,

Join the rhythm, partake of the spree,

In this realm of prediction, sheer magic do we find,

A culture designed, both connected and blind.

BUMP, BUMP, let’s stake the sound,

Where every note whispers, the truth can be found.

Be a prophet, take the leap!

Feel the pulse, the vibe we keep!

BUMP, BUMP, let the world align,

In a rhythm of futures, let our souls entwine!

[Solo]

[Extended instrumental, mixing genres, a musical conversation of highs and lows.]

Let the world BUMP, let