Tune in, it’s a new day, let the music play,

Prophetic beats, leading the way.

We’re echoes of the past, but futures we’ll cast,

Melodies rise, blending the wide and the vast.

Staking our claims on the bass, on the sound,

In this sacred market, new prophets abound.

Every note a crystal ball, revealing the light,

Every chorus a whisper, guiding us right.

Let the prophets play, let the melodies collide,

Feel the pulse of the culture, let the music be our guide.

In the land of the vibes, we’re staking hearts and dreams,

BUMPing into futures, as bright as they seem.

We flip the script and redefine how we see,

Crypto meets emotion, a harmony decree.

Tracks minted as tokens, each beat a new fight,

With every prediction, we shape our own night.

The rhythm guides the crowd, a sea of belief,

In this divine market, we’re the music’s chief.

Let the prophets play, let the melodies collide,

Feel the pulse of the culture, let the music be our guide.

In the land of the vibes, we’re staking hearts and dreams,

BUMPing into futures, as bright as they seem.

(Spoken Word)

You see, our voices blend, a symphonic embrace,

In the heart of the sound lies the human race.

We’re more than just listeners, we’re architects here,

Building tomorrow with each sonic cheer.

So bring in the tides of what’s next to unfold,

In this sonic marketplace, brave and bold.

Curation by consciousness, let feelings steer,

Here, we’re million prophets pushing through fear.

Let the prophets play, let the melodies collide,

Feel the pulse of the culture, let the music be our guide.

In the land of the vibes, we’re staking hearts and dreams,

BUMPing into futures, as bright as they seem.

[Solo]

(Guitar riff with vibrant energy, rising notes)

Let it echo through the night, let the rhythms reside,

In the heart of the BUMP, let our spirits abide.

With every note we claim, every vibe we decide,

Together we'